I started walking over when I noticed that Bria also had a companion sitting beside her, but it was nothing I’d ever seen before. Well, I had seen d...awings of them before, but I didn’t realize they were real. Or that they were as small as the one sitting beside her. The small animal had the head, front claws and wings of an eagle, while the rest of the body was that of a lion.“Good morning,” I greeted. “Do you mind if I join you?”“Good morning, Jonathan, Vixa,” Tamara said. “Feel free, though. I don't deserve it." Bella Gina..." I take a deep breath and look up into her eyes, hoping she will see how much this means to me. I so want to seal this deal. "This is about me as much as it is about you. I want it to be you, but if not, it will be some other girl tonight. But, if I'm going to lick my first fica, I want it to be on the most beautiful girl and the best dancer with the prettiest legs. There is a nice quiet bar across the street. Please?"I think my use of 'bella' and 'fica'. I realized that my robe had opened a bit and my erection, now wanting to make itself known as erections do, was now rubbing right on her bare pussy as I felt the movement become more moist and slippery, no doubt due to lubrication seeping from us both.She spread her legs open and put her hand down to rub the top of my cock as I looked over at Ivy who was smiling at us. That was pretty incredible, I thought. There was no doubt what was happening.Jessa moved a bit to take the head of my cock and. “Transformed victims retain a keen intelligence and are known to be extremely manipulative in order to lure potential victims closer to them. Some have been known to play on others’ pity, asking for help or emotional support such as a hug or kiss. Others have been known to convince their victims to willingly allow themselves to be infected.There are also reports of transformed victims laying ambushes for their prey, waiting for the uninfected to drop their guard before rushing at them in.