To celebrate I bought myself a pair of outrageously expensive stilettos and strutted the corridors of the hotel with flair to the admiring glances, no... to mention the polite courtesy of those men who once thought I was nothing. Everything had been going perfectly, it was the 'swinging sixties' and the hotel was right in the thick of it in central London. Obviously not in the league of the Dorchester and the other Park Lane hotels but definitely in the next category, swish new glass and leather. Her heart is beating quickly in her chest. Out of pure instinct, she leans her head to the side and her lips brush up against his hand. Gregory makes no move to stop her. He runs his thumb across her bottom lip. Elizabeth opens her mouth and wraps her lips around his thumb. She licks the tip of his thumb and licks down the side of it. Elizabeth bobs her head up and down slowly, her eyes lock onto his. Gregory moans softly and looks deeply into her eyes. Elizabeth releases his thumb and nuzzles. His cock grew larger with every throb and stroke until he was holding a fully erect example of the most brilliantly flawless penis I had ever seen. It was then that I realised I was holding my own erection in my hand and now that it was clear what his intentions were I got over the initial shock of being caught masturbating in a public toilet by a total stranger and began to relax. Relax isn’t the right word because I was frantic with excitement over anticipation of what would happen next. What. It sure as hell beat striping or ruining clothing.After making sure everything was straight and centered and my weapon was safely strapped to me chest under the jumpsuit, I shrugged into the harness Marcus held out to me and shifted.Immediately, my senses sharpened as my body shifted and changed into a new shape. It was over quickly and painlessly, my large panther body taking up a lot more room in the backseat.Quickly opening the door for me, Marcus surveyed the results as I walked around. He.