Neberus looked down and then gave a bored exprestion. She hated not being able to control her excitement sometimes, though it was funny when it happened. She then slowly got her pants back on, morphing back slowly. Then he thought about it for a minute. His shirt would be ripped and his pants as well.<em>I might as well take off the shirt. The pant's can't be helped...</em>So with another sigh, he  took of his shirt in front of her, just tossing it on the table where he was at.<br/><br/>Soon, the golden blue eyes had changed to a white color, a few horns came out of his head, a pair of bat wings had also found their way out of his back that was changing bone structure. The Mistress could hear all the bones snapping and cracking for his true form to take place. His hair had darkened only but a little and did not shorten or grow. His arms and legs had sprouted fur, hands snapping into paws with deadly claws, feet doing the same. He smiled, breathing in deeply, spreading the impressive wing span, soon flapping them to be lifted.<br/><br/>Nerberus had screeched loudly, shaking a little at the freedom and how good it felt. He could not speak at the moment and so he told her in her head that he was ready.