http://plothook.net/RPG/profiler/view.php?id=12394 (http://plothook.net/RPG/profiler/view.php?id=12394)<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://i.imgur.com/dPNXCQe.jpg)</div></div><br/>Stupid bastards and their damn fixation on big chested demons! Grumbling to myself the whole time after that assorted affair, knowing full well that my small chest had a lot to play into that, and how none of my doomed companions wanting anything to do with me. All of which is easily forgotten once the sight of the treasure room is seen, along with that orgasm inducing gem! Gigging in shear joy over finishing it, scampering back out to the front of the temple right before it falls down on itself.<br/><br/>About ready to do a victory dance and sign the song of victory, when the sunlight hits the gem and something very weird and sticky happens! Crying out in pain soon enough, holding onto my myself and howling in misery as the curse sinks into my flesh, changing me into something monstrous and horrible. Or at least that is what I think happened, all sorts of twisted ideas in my head as I slowly open my eyes and recover. Panting to myself and wondering why it is so much more damn hotter here now, looking down at my paws and how all of my nonmagical clothes were eaten by the gel. Leaving me butt naked besides my corset, as I blink down at my massive furry teats and my nipple rings.<br/><br/><strong>"Huh... where did those come from..."</strong>Staring at them with eyes wide in horror and astonishment, slowly reaching up with my new paws and grabbing each one nice and hard. My knees buckling as I fall down onto them, moaning like a cat in heat as I play with them.<strong>"Uugghhhhh.... Damn.... this is what it is like to have actual breasts!? Wait a minute... fur!?"</strong>The rest of this weird transformation sinking in, looking down at my tigeress fur pattern and letting out various screams of shock and horror, all the while keeping up with groping my teats.<br/><br/>I keep that up for a few minutes before getting enough mental fortitude to pull my paws away. Panting out a little over how humid it is, growling over it is about time to get the living hells out of this stupid place. Luckily for me, I have a flying carpet! Wondering to myself why I don't seem to care that I am out in the open and practically nude, as I just shrug at the idea as nonsensical as to cover myself, unrolling the carpet out of my bag and hoping onto it.<br/><br/><strong>"Time to get out of this stupid place! Bai Bai you stupid jungle, I hope you get set on fire by a dragon!"</strong>Sticking out my tongue at it as I fly up to a comfortable coasting height, and head on north and to colder climates.