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The sound of the clock ticking echoed in the tiled room so that it sounded unnaturally loud. The silence made the steady beat a sort of torture as it ticked away the seconds that passed. Each tick was another moment of humiliation. Each second was a regret. Erin rolled her eyes up and watched the clock that had been set high up on the wall so that she couldn't miss it. She wasn't sure if it was done on purpose or it was just an added bit of agony to the lioness. Somehow, knowing how long she had been trapped here made it worse and the minutes ticked by with agonizing slowness. What had only been twelve hours, seemed like weeks.

She shifted and groaned out in pain as the restrained position of her body made it impossible to find a comfortable spot. She was able to briefly relieve some of the cramped muscles, but it only took a minute or two before another burn formed along her haunches. She couldn't feel her toes, they had fallen asleep hours ago. Her hips ached and her neck felt as if a cramp was starting. She had been left restrained in the crouching position all night and the lights had been left on so she couldn't even fall asleep. The only distraction she had was the occasional sounds of the lion on the other side of the grate. His soft chuffs and the sound of his claws on the walls made her twitch and flinch in dread. How long before that window opened.

Why was the woman doing this to her? Hadn't she suffered enough for her crimes? Erin growled low in her throat. She had only raped the woman and she had probably enjoyed it. She'd been left with her identity and life. Not Erin, she had lost all of her humanity and her temper and fury only grew. The humiliation and regret at having done what she'd done and then placed in this position had left after the first few hours. Now she was left with red rage and her mind worked to try and find a way out of here. She might be trapped in a beasts body, but if she could get free there was no reason she couldn't use her paw to scrape out a message. Or even align rocks to form out who she really was. And once her father had her back, she could convey what had been done to her and the bitch would pay.

The fur along the line of her neck bristled with her anger while she shifted her haunches again. She shoved herself against the straps so that she could flex her toes in attempt to wake them up. How long was she supposed to remain this way? Would she be left here to starve and die? Even thinking about starvation she was well aware of the fact her stomach was cramped down and empty. She hadn't been fed since she'd been changed, though she'd been given ample water while she'd been in the cage. Now she didn't even have that and she felt light headed and having trouble concentrating.

"Ahh still here, mm?" Her thoughts stopped and Erin jerked her head up with a snarl at the chipper feminine voice. She tried to snarl out a curse, but it came out a choking noise.

The woman stepped into the room with her white coat draped over one arm. The smile on her face was amused and Erin flattened her ears against her head. Of course she was still here, where the hell else would she be? The bitch had left her bound here all night!

Victoria didn't seem to notice her anger as she threw her coat on a chair and wandered over with a wax paper package under one arm. Despite herself, Erin felt relieved that she had returned. The lioness didn't want to end up trapped in this place with no hope of escape! There was hope that she'd be unstrapped and allowed to go back into the cage she'd been placed in before. It would feel good to stretch and uncramp her aching muscles. Just thinking about it made her tremble, but the doctor didn't make a move to unclip her from her tortured position. Instead she crouched down and settled back on her legs.

"I'm sure you're hungry, but.. lucky you I've brought you dinner." The chipper voice murmured down at her as a metal bowl clattered down right in front of her muzzle. "Be sure to eat it up, now. I need to read through some e-mails."

The strap that ran along the back of her neck was unclipped so she could lift it up and felt the aching muscles cramp in protest. Despite that, it was such a relief to move her head from side to side. Erin reveled in it and tried to pull her neck backwards to pop the vertebrae, but she didn't have the give. She was so distracted with what she was doing that she missed the fact the bowl under her muzzle was being filled. When she tilted her muzzle down she crinkled her lips up as something that looked like moist raw hamburger meat was being emptied out of the package. The chunks were larger then ground beef and the scent was coppery and repulsive. She gagged slightly and turned her head to one side to avoid the scent of it.

"Now now, if you don't eat it, then you'll be tube fed." The woman's hands moved to rub behind her ear in much the same way someone might touch a dog. "And wouldn't that be embarrassing?"

Erin growled out in a deep rumble, but was ignored as the bitch stood up. How dare she threaten that? She glared down at the unappetizing pile of meat and wrinkled her lips back again. The last thing she wanted to do was taste it. Victoria moved away without saying anything else and left her to her own devices. With a grimace she forced her head down and probed out with her tongue to lick against the raw meat. The taste of it made her gag a bit before she rolled her eyes up to stare at the woman in charge of her torment before sinking her fangs into the sickening mixture. The best thing she could do was gulp it down as fast as she could and hopefully not taste it.

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Victoria watched the grimacing lioness that was gulping down the food with obvious disgust, but at least she started to snap it up. She hadn't gone out of her way to find something disgusting for the former man to eat, instead she had simply used to normal feline diet they fed to most of the animals that were older. The cat didn't have sharp enough fangs to tear into chicken and it would keep her well nourished. She only watched long enough to see the a few gulps before settling down so she could snap open her lap top once she was content the former human would be able to eat enough to stay alive and healthy. She wasn't going to lose her chance at revenge by having the creature starve itself to death.

Her laptop booted up and snapped online to show the screen she'd barely glanced at this morning. She had created an entirely new e-mail linked to the website that her former employer had pointed her to. She wasn't that tech savvy, but it was set up to be relatively easy to maintain. She'd been a bit shocked to find a pile of e-mails waiting for her when she'd glanced at it earlier. She'd assumed that the website would be slow to grow and the viewers that would pay per session would climb slowly as word got out. Instead, she had come awake to nearly two hundred e-mails in the box and only two of them she recognized as being from Anne. She grimaced slightly as she stared at the subject lines. She was almost positive she didn't want to open half of them.

She took the safe option and opened up Anne's first e-mail and glanced over it. Most of it was simply a compliment on how she'd worked the first show as well as a few suggestions about where she could improve the camera angles. The reassurances that she received let some part of her relax as she leaned back and glanced briefly over at the sound of something metallic scraping against the ground. The broad red tongue was working to scrape up the last of the food from the dish. Victoria's lips twitched a bit in amusement to see the former man lowered to such depths and almost regretted she hadn't thought to bring up the cameras when she'd walked in. She finally turned her attention to the second e-mail, curious on what else Anne might have added.

Victoria,

As I mentioned in my previous e-mail, your set up is quite admirable and I enjoyed the first show that you put on. I'd like to make a suggestion on your next production and offer something from my own personal menagerie. You'll find it delivered to your main office along with a note containing what you might do. I do suggest you tell her exactly how that form is locked in place. After all, it would serve her right to know what she's gotten herself into. If you need any more aid, do let me know.

-Anne

Victoria blinked a little bit at the short note and furrowed her brows. Just what sort of suggestion would come along with something from her menagerie. Especially something small enough that it could be in her office instead of in a large crate. She tapped a finger against the mouse briefly before glancing back to find the lioness glaring at her accusingly. Well, there was only one way to find out and she wasn't going to pass up a chance to improve her prisoners behavior.

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Erin's stomach roiled in violent distaste of what she'd bolted down, but she managed to keep it down rather then throwing up as she was half expecting too. She wanted to be disgusted with herself or had the ability to refuse to eat it, but she had. The taste still clung to her tongue and she curled her lips back in an attempt to keep from tasting it more then she had to. She heartily wished she had some water to wash the taste away with, even if she had to lap it out of a bowl like an animal. Instead she was left still restrained while the woman left and she felt a stab of panic. Was that it? Would that be the only interaction she got? A brief pat on the head and food before she was left in the silent room again? It wasn't fair!

To her relief, and humiliation, Victoria didn't remain away for more than a few minutes. The woman returned with a tied off pillow case in one hand that was curiously weighed down and a note in her other hand. She set the pillow case down in front of Erin's paws before straightening up and giving her shoulder an affectionate slap. Erin flinched away from the touch and pulled her ears down flat against her head, but the woman didn't seem to notice. Instead she moved towards the counter and her laptop. With the restraints no longer pinning her head down she was able to follow her and tried to find out what she was up to now.

Her attention was so devoted to trying to see what the woman was pecking out on the computer screen, that she didn't notice the pillow case set down beside her had started to shift and move. The former man shifted her weight to either side and a soft growl spilled out from between her lips as she saw six small screens flicker up on the computer. Each one showed a different angle of the room and her body, including one that was close up to her haunches. It made her tail twitch slightly to try and drop it down so she could cover herself up. Not that the movement helped in the least little bit. The lioness turned her head away as the heat rose to her ears, but that, unfortunately, brought her eyes to the pillow case that was rapidly emptying itself.

Erin let out a shrieking sound of fear as inch by inch of gleaming green scaled coils spilled out onto the floor and she saw a dark forked tongue flicker out briefly before the snake pulled it back in. The muscled form twisted and writhed as it dragged its tail out of the pillow case and the head lifted upwards to look around. She could even see the molten gold eyes that seemed to focus on her briefly. A snake, what the hell was a snake doing here? Why had Victoria brought the pest into the room. The lioness snarled out and yanked backwards to try and pull herself away from it. She didn't even know if it was poisonous or not.

"Stop struggling." Victoria's voice was annoyed and Erin hissed out again. "Now, there we are all set up for our little show."

Erin hunched her shoulders as the snake slipped along the ground, but the head started to bump forward and strained towards her as the coiled length slipped along the edges of the bolts that held the restraints in place. She reflexively tried to move her hind paw out of the way as the long tongue flickered towards it.

"Now, I'm going to explain something to you and you should pay attention." Victoria murmured softly and Erin forced herself to look at the woman who crouched down across from her. "Your punishment is well earned and you damn well know it, but I'm not a heartless bitch. You don't have to remain as a lion, the change isn't that permanent."

Erin jerked her head up higher and forgot about the snake's head that was pushing against her hind paw. Hope surged through her and she let out a grunting sound to try and get the woman to continue! The moment she was human she'd be able to set this bitch in order, but she could pretend to be repentant.

"As long as you remain human and male in your mind, then you'll have no problem turning back. The only real problem comes if you start to sink into being what you appear to be now." The woman drawled and her tongue briefly flicked out to lick her lips. "Which means, that when you think like a lion you lose bits of yourself. When you react with female pleasure at something, you lose part of yourself that's male."

Erin flattened her ears and growled softly as she tried to understand what was being said. She flinched and jerked her hind leg up roughly as she felt scales rubbing against the hind leg and a coil wrapping itself around her leg. Her muscles bunched up and she wanted to look back to see what the hell the snake was doing, but she wanted to try and get Victoria to tell her what she meant.

"Confused? I see.." The woman gave her head a tilt to one side. "I'll speak plainly. When you cum, when you grind back on a toy or touch, you just seal yourself more into that form. You've already got a few drops in the bucket, but the more you fall the further you fall. But if you have the will power to keep yourself from cumming like a little whore and behaving like a wild beast, you'll be able to be human and go back to your other life far more enlightened. But if not.... You'll be in a cage, pushing out cubs for the rest of your life."

The lioness' head jerked back and her eyes widened while she digested the news. She had a way out, she only had to make sure that she didn't do the two things that she most definitely didn't want to do. It seemed so simple, so easy and she felt a surge of confidence. The hell if she'd act like a real female! She wasn't some sort of whore and there was no way she'd allow herself to be stuck in this form and push out cubs. Cubs?! The hell with that! The thoughts were cut off as she let out a squeaking noise at the feel of the snake's blunt scaled nose probing beneath her tail and the powerful coils clamped down tightly against her hind leg.

"Oh dear, it looks like our new friend is cold." Victoria's voice was malicious. "I'm sure you won't mind making sure that it's warmed up, would you?"

Erin choked out a roar of protest, but it went unheeded as the powerful muscled body squeezed and pulled itself up along her hind leg. The muzzle shoved up tight against her pucker and she felt the tongue fluttering out while she clamped it down tightly. Her ears flattened and she thrashed in protest, but the snake didn't seem to care that she was in no way interested in what was happening. She curled her toes down, but blessedly the muzzle pulled away from her pucker and moved downwards. The flittering forked tongue bumped against her folds and she choked out a noise while her eyes glared at the grinning doctor. Her only response was one of the hands moving to tap against the floor imperiously.

The moment the former man looked down, he knew he shouldn't have. The screen was lit up again and the position of the camera was right at her soft pale gold folds. The tongue tip was pushing against her folds and she watched as the green blunt scaled muzzle was pushed up hard against her outer folds and nestled against it. She whimpered out and pulled her hips upwards while she tried to strain away from the touch, but the coils only clamped down harder against her leg. She whimpered out in fear as the spade shaped head pushed and wedged forward steadily. The muzzle pushed against her outer lips and tried to force them apart as she bit off a cry.

"We can't have you being all dry like that should be..." Victoria's voice drawled out before the woman leaned forward.

The former man wanted to snarl out, but her eyes were glued to the screen when a pair of long fingered hands moved to rub along her ears. It wasn't the first time in her life that someone had touched her ear, but as the digits rubbed just behind the rounded ears she felt a tremor of tingling pleasure. She coughed out a protest, but Victoria didn't stop the firm light touches that worked along the smooth furred edges. She pulled and massaged until her ears flicked backwards a little and she lifted her head up to press against the fingers in response to the tingling sensations that ran down along the line of her spine.

The thumb rubbed right along the front of the ear and stroked in along the smooth spot where the fur didn't cover the skin. The touch was far more erotic then it should have been and it made her stomach tense up while she tolerated the kneading caressing movements. Her breath caught in her throat as she let out a muffled groan. It was only compounded by the fact the blunt muzzle was wedging and pushing in against her outer lips. They were forced in on themselves until they were forced to splay open wider and wider. She tried to contract her muscles down to stop it from pushing all the way in, but it was a losing battle. She was too distracted by the rubbing along her increasingly flushed ears to fight the powerful push of the coiled body.

In the end the snake managed to win with a sudden clutching shove against her leg and the blunt muzzled wedged itself into her body. The scaled nose pushed and scraped right against her exposed clit and Erin could only watch in horror as the form pushed itself inwards. She yowled out and tucked her head down, but the hands followed her attempt at escape. But it no longer mattered, not when she felt the wedge shaped head pushing into her body and spreading her open wider. The scales abraded and rubbed over her clit so that it was tugged inwards. To top it all off the long slippery tongue tickled and twisted inside of her as it seemed to be guiding the beast.

Her walls flexed and clutched tightly while her body arched up and threw itself against the restraints, but it didn't help or save her. The scaled form clamped down against her leg and pushed the snake upwards as the head started to push back and forth. It edged its way inwards and to the lioness' horror she could feel and see her wetness being forced outwards. The forced arousal beaded along her outer lips and clung along the green scaled form as she snarled out wildly. Her roar echoed in the room, but the ferocity of the cry didn't stir her tormentor from her spot. The fingers moved through her ears before slipping down to rub right against the nape of her neck. The fingers dug down and gripped her scruff firmly enough that she felt the fingers biting into the flesh.

The lioness dug her toes against the ground as her body started to forcibly relax with a trembling sense of heat building in her belly. The spade shaped head gave a firmer shove until she felt her outer lips clamping behind the thickest point and just along the neck. The tongue fluttered and stroked along her passage as the belly scales plucked and pulled along her passage as it wedged itself forward. Her walls quivered and squeezed around it as she felt the rippling contractions that ran along the coils along her leg work before another inch pushed inwards. She wanted it to feel horrible, she wanted it to feel humiliating. Her mind was still filled with what Victoria had said earlier, but that didn't stop the tremors of pleasure that built up inside of her.

Her walls clenched down as the scales stroked right along her passage and pinched slightly. It was a sensation wholly unlike the toy she had had used on her before. The muscles rippled and shifted along her passage so that she started to squeeze around him eagerly. Despite herself a low moan escaped her throat as another inch of the snake shifted inside of her. The thickness of the head spread her deep before the smaller girth of the neck stroked and caressed through her. The snake's body rapidly started to stretch open wider and wider as the coil thickened and pushed into her. It was the constant rubs along her clit that started to make her rock her hips backwards. The slow movements built as her ears darkened and flattened down against her head.

As the fingers tugged along her scruff she was forced to stare down to see how lewdly wide she was spread. The strands of slippery arousal were forced out of her and ran down along her outer lips. She let out a muffled whimper and her clawless toes flexed and twitched against the ground. Her breathing started to come in short gasps as another inch was forced inwards as the coiled body shoved up along her leg. She wasn't enjoying this, she wasn't getting aroused and impassioned by a snake burrowing into her vulnerable body. She whimpered out just as the blunt head shoved right up along her cervix and pushed it inwards.

The flickering tongue pushed against her cervix while she let out a short whining cry. Her chest tightened and her loins ached with pleasure. Her walls contracted and started to pull around the snake while the head rubbed and caressed against her cervix. The tongue teased and stroked in circles while she was left gasping out. Even her tongue lolled out as the broad belly scales rubbed and the top scales suddenly dragged right along the sensitive g-spot. Her entire body tensed up and she writhed against the bonds before she started to let out short hard pants. Her lips curled back to show her teeth, as she stared at her own quivering folds. Her powerful internal walls rippled as the first contraction ran through her even as she tried to hold it off. She wanted to force it away.

She didn't want to feel the pleasure starting to peak, she didn't want to feel the pulses that milked around the snake, but she couldn't stop it. The writhing muscled form twisted and worked within her to the point that her entire body started to shake. Not even the realization that her body was milking and caressing around a snake stopped her orgasm. It crashed over her while her walls clamped down eagerly. She squeezed and pulled around the creature as the fingers on her scruff gave a kneading pull. Her quivering inner passage started to ripple while the lioness felt the pulse of her heart beat hammering within her and pulsing against her cheeks. Her tongue lolled out as she arched her tail up higher and tried to push back as if by will alone she could force the inches back inside of her. The blunt muzzle pushed and wedged against her cervix with a powerful movement.

The slender tongue flickered out and pushed through the opening as she puffed out a hot trembling breath and her walls contracted again. Her slitted eyes watched as a spill of slippery viscous arousal oozed out along the inside of her thigh. It coated the scales until the rolls of clear liquid ran down along the emerald green spine. She squeezed her eyes shut just as she felt the muzzle push and wedge itself into the narrow bottle neck of her cervix. It spread and stretched the opening wider and wider as she hissed out and her hips jerked. She tried to force her hips upwards, but the restraints held her still. The wedge shaped head continued to force the walls open wider and wider no matter what she did to try and keep it out.

"Oh come now, little slut, look at how wet you've made that poor snake." Victoria's voice hissed in her ear with a hint of wicked mockery. "If I let you, I'm sure you'd have every last coil swelling your belly."

Erin whimpered out a protest at the suggestion, but the way the snake was trying to force it's way into her womb left doubt in her mind. She could only chuff out as another inch started to wedge her open and grew closer to gaining entry to her uterus.

"Thankfully, I have other plans for that belly instead of having it swollen with a snake." The woman purred out in amusement and the grip on her scruff relaxed so that she was free to drop her head against her paws.

The former man's relief was brief. Suddenly the serpent shifted inside of her flexing and contracting folds, but not in the direction it meant to go. The scales yanked through her passage and tugged right along her silken walls. It felt almost like barbs, but they were everywhere. Her eyes snapped open wide and she launched herself forward against her bonds to try and get away. The screen showed in close detail as the long slippery body was forcibly yanked out of her. The strands of her arousal clung to the scales while her aching walls were emptied and her cervix snapped back into place. Her screech rang in the room just as the head pulled free with a lewd wet noise that left her glistening folds gaping to flash the dark inner red lining.

"That's much better.." The bitch crooned from behind Erin as she huddled down and tried to stop the ache that mingled with the pleasure within her. "I think I can let you out of those bonds tonight. After all, you need a chance to lick your wounds for your next show, my dear."

There was nothing Erin wanted to do less then lick her wounds. But she only lowered her eyes and took what relief she could in the fact she'd be unbound. She refused to think about the next time. And what might be in store.