Everything that followed happened rather quickly for Kisara.  Lisa had decided to skip waiting for her and take the initiative instead.  As their lips made contact, the newly-made Kisara-kitty felt a rush of power leaving her, similar to what she felt when she cast a spell...but this wasn't for a spell, somehow she knew that.  It was probably that 'inner spirit' all the monk girls usually talked about.  Kisara moaned as she orgasmed, and her hands grabbed onto Lisa's shoulders as her tongue rolled over it.  Forget her pussy, her<em>tongue</em>was having an orgasm and it felt<em>soooooo good.</em>Upon stepping back, it was discovered that, somehow, Kisara had transformed Lisa into a catgirl just like her.<br/><br/>Well, maybe not just like, it sounded like all she could do was mew and such.  Plus the new body - which apparently, other girls wanted.  And then<em>didn't</em>want to try for, since the next recipient didn't get those full teats and curvy body like Lisa, but something completely the opposite.  Wasn't like Kisara knew how to control the power, if it could even be controlled.<br/><br/>"Nya, nya...nya nya nya," she sighed as she laid there, panting.