She was doing quite well now.  At least, that’s what she think as she holds on tightly to the kitsune.  With the other two by her, she’s certain that this would be the end of the tattooed woman, and… and…. And she finds an elbow hitting her stomach!  It wasn’t enough to hurt, but she can feel the magical energies spread into her from that point of contact, and she curses herself even as she belatedly hears Lydia tell her to be changed.  Then her bones and muscles are taken by the magic.<br/><br/>It was a strange, and oddly euphoric sensation, pure pleasure coming from her limbs even as they tried to twist and bend awkwardly.  She took a breath, focusing with all her might to keep her limbs from contorting and letting the woman escape even as Gorun calmly reaches over, and pounds the woman on the top of the head.  Turilia wouldn’t even notice as Lydia goes limp in her arms, intent as she is on resisting the effects of the spell as pleasure pulses through her body.   And while she is able, THIS time, to resist it, her efforts there have made her lose her other, internal battle to hold back the instinctual wants and needs of her body.  The pleasure filling her, in tandem with the primal desires she’d inherited, break down the walls she had placed to keep her dark secret buried.<br/><br/>Her body would shudder, holding the unconscious woman tightly against her even as Gorun and Xarithe move off.  And the changes would begin.  Thick, black fur would spread over her body, with white fur giving her body stripes.  Her face with lengthen, a muzzle growing even as she continued to grip Lydia, and a tail would sprout from her rear, lashing out as it grew.  Then finally, her ears would lengthen, becoming more wolflike.<br/><br/>Closing her eyes as she felt those changes taking over her body, Turilia would think to herself, ‘Fuck.’ In that small corner of her mind that was aware of what was going on, she’d hope she’d be able to change back before any of the others saw her.  The last thing she needed was for any of the other to see her and talk about back at town, where word of her secret could get back home.  She had to get herself changed back while the others were distracted…. But first… but first there was the very, very important task of finishing Lydia off.  Caught in the thralls of her instincts, the werewolf growled low, preparing on truly finishing this kitsune off completely.<br/><br/><br/><div style="padding: 3px; background-color: #FFFFFF; border: 1px solid #d8d8d8; font-size: 1em;"><div style="text-transform: uppercase; border-bottom: 1px solid #CCCCCC; margin-bottom: 3px; font-size: 0.8em; font-weight: bold; display: block;"><span onclick="if (this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display != '') {  this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = ''; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;hide&lt;/a&gt;'; } else { this.parentNode.parentNode.getElementsByTagName('div')[1].getElementsByTagName('div')[0].style.display = 'none'; this.innerHTML = '&lt;b&gt;Spoiler: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href=\'#\' onClick=\'return false;\'&gt;show&lt;/a&gt;'; }"><b>Spoiler: </b><a href="#" onclick="return false;">show</a></span></div><div class="quotecontent"><div style="display: none;">Action: Change form to werewolf form.<br/>Fort Save: 18 <!-- m --><a class="postlink" href="http://orokos.com/roll/162408">http://orokos.com/roll/162408</a><!-- m --><br/>CMB to maintain grapple: 22 <!-- m --><a class="postlink" href="http://orokos.com/roll/162413">http://orokos.com/roll/162413</a><!-- m --><br/><br/>Four rounds remaining on Excruciating, or Ecstatic, Deformation.</div></div></div>