Reading book after book finally brought her to the tome she had been searching for. It was full of preposterous information for most in the modern era except for her. It was the key she was looking for to experience something unimaginably special. She pored over everything and followed the necessary steps to prepare for nightfall.

She let her instincts guide her, as the instruction demanded. Instincts which felt more keen and allowed her to be in tune with a guiding force. She had found it after some time and called forth from memory what came next. She unpacked small stones and candles and arranged them in a circle. As she arranged them around her she felt something else guiding her hand with each placement. Knowing exactly where each item should rest in detail not found in the old print. After the alignment was completed she lit each candle before undressing herself. She was to only enter when in her completely natural state.

When she entered her breath caught as the very atmosphere within the circle was electric. Her skin lit up with sensation as the tiniest hairs on her stood. Her hands wandered, examining herself half-consciously. Every bit of her seemed to welcome contact from her aimless search. She started from her thighs and around her rear before briefly visiting her suddenly inviting nethers. She would have stayed there were it not for the waves that traveled throughout the rest of her. Palms slide higher and higher over her breasts, which were piqued. The air around her lending itself to the sensation of touch causing her to shudder in a breathy delight. It lasted for a moment before it struck her. Her breathing quickened in pace and her hands jumped to the back of her head where she gripped her hair firmly in her hands. Her knees shook before she feel onto them and grit her teeth hard. She wasn't sure if it hurt, but she was sure she wanted to make it to the end.

Blood raced through her in a way she had never felt before, as her skin radiated with heat. Sweat beaded and traced over all parts of her. She held onto her head, breathing heavy, feeling a rush in her ears which felt warm with a dull ache. The tips throbbed and brushed against her hair in a way she didn't understand. Her temperature rose all over, but certain areas called to her attention. Her cheeks seemed to burn as something had been happening to her face. Seemed as if her skin was fighting her own body. On the contrary. It was hurrying to adapt. The bridge of her nose began to flatten against her face before the tip of it began to pull away from her eyes. The tips of her fingers and toes felt strange sensations that were likened to the tingling numbness would bring. All that gave way to more drastic occurrences.

On her knees she stayed as they slid apart. Her nethers twitched a bit making her groan a bit as she felt a few dull pops in the joints of her toes and fingers. There was also more like that happening all along her spine. She felt it travel from her face all the way to her rear, but that wasn't enough. Clearly there was to be more and her body would make it so. She could hear the sounds her body was making from inside her own head. She could hardly blink, staring into what seemed like nothing. The candles in view were blurring and becoming lights that seemed to float and dance around her. It would fascinate her were it not for the feeling of her feet pulling out and her thighs clenching. Her entire lower body clenched, giving her an unexpected jolt of pleasure. It was contrasted by her spine pressing out further from her rear.

One vertebrae after another formed, she felt the provocative atmosphere encouraging her developing tail. She couldn't let go of her own head, even when she felt her nipples beg for touch. Even when she felt those sensations start to develop in new pairs down her torso. She moaned and her teeth showed for a moment. If someone were privy to watch they would have seen the predatory shapes they were taking while her jaw continued to distort. Her skin felt tighter with each passing moment as her muscles began to burn. She couldn't explain to herself why she wanted more of this. It seemed outwardly unpleasant but sublimely satisfying. It was a supreme satisfaction. A few muted crunches ran down her back shifting her shoulder blades and pressing out her emerging tail. It wasn't long until the half-paws her hands were forming could no longer grip her head. He face had changed far too much for her to look recognizable. If one were watching they would see she was becoming increasingly feline.

Finally she let go of her own head. The swelling pads on her palms and finger brush past her developing muzzle causing her to inhale sharply. She did not know exactly what was happening. She wanted an answer and got her clue upon her half-morphed hands finally entering her line of sight. she watched as what are now her own claws sort of retract and extend involuntarily. The inner working of her new body still being constructed under her rippling skin. She could no longer look at them all that easily though. Her eyes were force shut by the rearranging of her hips and pelvis. She still had her rear presented to the emptiness of the ritual circle. She felt acute sensations there as well. Between the forming of her haunches, her thighs narrowing and legs re-proportioning, to her feet pulling up and the soles of her feet feeling increasingly different. It all started to come together when she placed her distorted feet onto the ground the way a feline would. They dug into the earth and it felt totally natural. Her arms, which were looking more like forelegs now, followed. Now she knew. She knew and it was quite the complement to the rosettes that have formed over her skin.

Planting her former hands and haunches into the floor she felt her newly formed muscles tense and helped her truly stand as she was intended to. Her back and chest barreled and adjusted the make-up of her human breasts over her once human chest. They reduced to their new natural state to match the rest of the ones she felt growing for what felt like an eternity. her thumbs became useless as they were drawn back along her forepaws and her pads became firm. Her head and face expressed what they could, human expression being no longer viable. She could only bare teeth as they formed and lead the desire of her body. Massive fangs defined her visage now at the top and bottom rows of her mouth. Her mouth let saliva drip down as a similar drip occurred behind her. 

She felt her folds alter below her tail as it completed its formation. They were being adapted to the new body she would now inhabit. With a shudder that emanated from there she let out her first purely bestial groan as her the presence of her human hair blended into her growing pelt. Her ears folded back while her snout completed itself. She lowered herself low to the ground with her tail raise and shivered from the satisfaction that she drowned in. Her jaw hung open as her flat, and now rough, tongue tasted the air and her new eyes gazed upon the world in a whole new way. 

The senses of a panther overwhelming her before she detected the presence whisper to her. It helped her understand, to focus, it gave her purpose. She would now seal her commitment to a force beyond. Taking her first steps in a panther's frame. She could not know what her upcoming tasks would entail or what she would earn from them. All she knew is they would be worth it, just like this was.