The cook handed me a tray with a bowl of soup on it, smiling as he did so. I gave it a quick taste before I took it and went on my way. He got it right today, finally. Princess Kyleigh is a bit of a picky eater, but I was certain today she would like this. I carefully walked from the kitchen to the upstairs, trying not to spill any of the hot meal. It was hard, the weight of my swollen bust was making it harder to balance. I wondered to myself why I had agreed to take up wetnursing. Every week the court alchemist made me drink a disgusting tasting tonic to get me producing milk, and I had to wake up in the middle of night to feed the baby prince. But, I did it anyway because I loved the family. King Rohen and Queen Oria are  kind, and Kyleigh is quite the friend. 

	I spend most of my time tending to that girl. Girl isn't exactly the right thing to call her. She is at the age of womanhood, but she doesn't act it at all. A youthful innocence still burned deeply within her, and that's what I loved about her. She was playful by nature, especially with her animals. The King had constructed an outdoor zoo for her 14th birthday, filled with animals of all kinds. Birds, dogs, cats, lizards, goats, and more. She named all of them, and loves them all like her own children. It's where she spends most of her days, but it's also where the incident happened.

	She had snuck out late one night to check up on her newest pet: a Gazelle, from the prairies far south of the Kingdom. But when she had gotten to its habitat, she saw it was broken into, and her Gazelle had been eaten! She didn't know what to do, so she tried running for the guards. But, as she did, whatever ate the Gazelle attacked her! The guards heard a chilling scream coming from the zoo, and hurried to find Princess Kyleigh lying in the ground with a gash across her chest, but the beast that did it was nowhere in sight.

	She had been healing up, but was very weak. She spent the weeks following in her bed, wrapped up under the covers. It pained me to see her this way, but she was still so hopeful and joyous. 

	I arrived to her room, with minimal soup spills, and walked towards her bedside. She smiled at my reentrance, like she always did. She sniffed the air of the room and said "That smells yummy." "That damned cook finally got it right." I replied, as I carefully set the tray on the table next to the bed. 

	I brought the small silver spoon up to her mouth, and she began taking dainty sips of the hot meal. That little sucking noise it made was adorable to me, everything about my princess was adorable. Her curly dirty-blonde hair, her pale face, he big green eyes, and her dimpled smile all felt like ideal female features. She looked like a noble, meanwhile my dark hair, brown eyes, tanned skin and serious expression always made me feel so lowly compared to her. But she didn't feel this way, as she swallowed a spoonful of soup, she told me "You look really nice tonight." She always gave me these compliments, and I always answered with "Thank you Kyleigh, but you look much better." 

	Usually that was the end of it, but today she said "I don't feel pretty, all cooped up in bed, with these bandages all over me." She frowned, but continued to eat. "But you're so fair, a proper princess. I'm just the handmaiden. A tired handmaiden." I said, trying to cheer her up as I pointed to the massive bags under my eyes.

	"Yes but..." she hesitated, before saying "...you have a womans body!" I was a bit taken aback by this. "What makes you think your body isn't womanly?" I asked, shocked that she would say such a thing. "I'm small, and I have no thickness to me. You are tall, you have hips and thighs and... and breasts!" she said, in a sadness. I hated when she got like this. She had always lacked confidence in herself when it came to many things. But, it was always easy to get her out of it. 

	I leaned in and planted a small kiss on her lips.

	She giggled and kissed me back, but for much longer. She always kissed for a long time, and at the time I never thought anything of it. Women kiss women in the lips all the time, it's perfectly normal. Kyleigh especially loved it. She would spend whole evenings kissing me sometimes, especially after the incident. I admit I seem a bit of a dullard for not catching on about her true intentions, but I enjoyed them quite a bit. They gave me that tickle in the loins that you would get when you saw a handsome boy. 

	I eventually broke away from her kiss. "That's enough for now." I said, and I began feeding her again. She was quite happy again, and her smile made me happier.

	After she had finished her meal, it was time for bed. I got into my nightwear and crawled into bed with her. We often shared the bed, especially during colder times as cuddling often kept us warm during winter nights. Thought lately she just wanted me there to help her feel safer. I gently wrapped my arms around Kyeligh, but she still hissed and moaned with pain. From there I approached her closer until my breasts were touching her side. 

	"They feel so big." She said with a cheerful tone. "They are, and it's not pleasant." I replied, as I tried to find a comfortable place to put them. "Have you not fed Geoff yet?" she asked, eying them with envy, and something else. "No." I answered, eventually settling on leaving then where they were. "Your mother and father want me to start weaning him." "Well, if you're not going to be using them as much, then maybe I can help you and drain them a bit?" she asked, a bit nervously, putting her hand lightly on my chest. "No!" I snapped. "It's still for your brother, and besides, a girl your age shouldn't be drinking milk from another woman!"

	Unphased, she continued on. "But it's just milk!" Kyleigh tried to convince me, but in the end I shut her down. I gave her a goodnight kiss and went to sleep. 

	I was awoken by Kyleigh groaning. "What's wrong?" I asked. She turned to me, and cried "I... I feel odd." That was when I noticed the hair growing on her face.

	It was strange indeed! Before my own eyes the small woman who I had been lying with began transforming into something monstrous. Her body was enveloped by thick, light fur, like that of a wild animal. From her mouth grew sharp, beastly teeth, and from her hands grew long claws. She was rapidly changing, and I didn't know what to do. She began growing in size, her petite form filling out into something much shapelier, her tiny, frilly nightgown ripping in the process. Soon she was changed completely, from the tiny girl I once knew, to the beast which now lay before me.

	She was now part girl, and part lion. Her head was like an animal's now, a Lion to be exact, as were her legs, but her body was still human, but with fur all over. And she was bigger now, much bigger. I estimated she was a good foot-and-a-half taller than myself, and was lightly muscled all over. I trembled in fear at her, wondering what the now bestial girl would do to me?

	She pounced at me! And grabbed... my chest? I was expecting her to rip me apart, but she didn't. Kyleigh stared at me with her new cat-eyes, and I could tell the way she looked at me was funny to say the least. As we locked eyes I could feel her squeezing my breasts with her powerful hands, with enough force to make me leak out milk. It puddled up in the front of my nightgown, until it was all damp. Kyleigh licked her lips, and suddenly ripped the front off the gown!

	I was bare to the cold air of the room, and I was embarrassed. "Why did you do that?" I cried, but she didn't answer. Instead she pinned me down, and began looking at my chest, greedily. I thought she was about to rip me apart, like a predator rips apart pray. I saw her lip her lips, then she began to bring her mouth close to me. I prayed, hoping to be spared.

	But then I felt her mouth on my teats.

	She was suckling me! I was uncomfortable with this, but it beat being slaughtered. The way she sucked was not gentle or babyishly, but rather violent and aggressive. I felt the milk gushing out like an ocean torrent into Kyleighs mouth. I squirmed to try and get her off, but she was too heavy and too powerful. I was completely at the lioness' mercy. She continued to drink greedily, milk dripping out her mouth and on her face and my chest. Eventually she had drained the right breast, and moved on the left.

	As she drank, she let out low growls of a seductive nature, and stared at me with those eyes of hers. Then I felt a wet warmth creeping up on my leg. I managed to get a look, only to see Kyleigh rubbing her nether upon me, like I was a pillow for the girl to relieve herself. I suddenly felt her stop suckling, only to have her kiss me! It was warm, and different from her usual kisses. Her large tongue danced with mine, and she dripped my own sweet milk into my mouth for me to taste.
 
	As strange as it was to say, I was enjoying what was happening. I had always known a strange feeling towards Kyleigh that was beyond normal friendship. It burned in me, and it was then I realized I had always ached for her touch. She was not herself right now for certain, she had become bolder, and wild. Her form, though scary, was oddly pleasing. She combined the beauty of a wild beast, the type that you would appreciate at a distance, and the soft aesthetic of a human woman. In her transformation her girlish figure  had transformed into the curves and bust that the Princess had desired, her soft, furry breasts brushed against mine as she locked me in her wild love.

	I yearned to return that love.

	After kissing for many moments, the Lioness Princess returned to drinking. I wanted the kissing to continue for more ages, but she was strong, she controlled what we would do. As she drank, she kept grinding herself upon my leg, dampening the fabric of the gown. Under her body I began to try and wriggle out of my ripped dress, as I ached to feel my nude body interlocked with her wild form. When it was off, I embraced her once again. I was covered in her fluffy and softness, almost as if I was under layers of warm covers. It gave me a wonderful, warm feeling that made me feel safe and small compared to the creature who lay atop of me.

	Kyleigh stopped drinking once again, my left breast was finally empty. But she was no done with me yet. She began slinking down my body, licking and kissing from my chest, to my tummy, and finally to my crotch. She forcibly opened my legs, and without warning, or teasing, began her attack my sex! With no mercy, she licked and sucked at my pussy roughly. Her tongued warmed and wet me down there, and pretty soon I began to do that on my own. As she did this, she kept looking me with her gorgeous eyes. Every time she shot I looked, I squirmed in pleasure. Combined with the sounds of my hips bucking and shaking at the pleasure, I was having quite the trouble staying quiet.

	I felt a warmth growing at my core, and it began spreading throughout my entire body. Soon I was a quivering mess, and my body ached with orgasm. But the little lioness who lay between my legs had no interest in stopping. No, I was at me complete mercy, and she showed none. She sucked directly on my bud, caressing it with her lips and tongue. I couldn't handle it, it was too much pleasure. Quietly I said, "Stop it, stop it!" but there was no end to it, until of course I exploded in a second orgasm. This one was wet, I could feel my juice dripping all over the bed sheets and Kyleighs face.

	I could barely move. I was sore and dazed from what I had just experienced. I felt my lovers warmth crawl onto me, and I was caught in kisses once again. I could still taste the milk on her mouth, but now I could taste my own self upon her. I used my tired hands to explore her body some more. My one hand found its way to her fluffy breast. It brushed through the thick fur, trying to find the nipple so it could squeeze it. The other hand explored her backside, and petted the lioness' fluffy tail.
	She got up from the embrace, and on all fours she bent. I went to go stick my face into her backside, she let out a soft growl. She put her hand into a fist, and made a motion with it. 

	I was hesitant, worried that I might hurt Kyleigh by doing this, but that's what she wanted. Slowly I stuck my hand into the lioness' chamber, her musky juices filling my nostrils as I did. She made more of those soft roars as I did, and she began to relax. Soon my entire hand was in her, and with ease I was able to thrust it in and out. I used my other free hand to rub the outside of her puffy, wet sex.

	She moved her hips back and forth in response to the fullness, which made her butt jiggle, and exposed the little puckered hole below her tail and between her cheeks. It looked pretty, so I bent over and began kissing it. I could tell her roars were becoming harder to keep silenced. She let them out loudly and proudly, her legs buckling and quivering as I worked on her.

	I felt her insides heating up, and the walls of her pussy began to tighten. She let out a load roar, loud enough for somebody to notice. She quivered from the orgasm, but now I was in control. And I began to fist her quickly, while devouring her asshole. 

	I was overloading her.

	Eventually she completely collapsed, her juices spilt everywhere. I took her into yet another embrace. Suddenly I heard a knock on the door. It was a guard, and he asked "What's going on in their? Whose making those noises?" Quickly I answered "The Princess just had a bit of a nightmare. She's fine now is all." That answer satisfied the guard, and he walked away.

	Within the afterglow I stayed close to my lover-lion. Kissing and snuggling, and she even began nibbling on my shoulder. I passed out eventually, and journeyed into the realms of dreams with Kyleigh.

	When I awoke I was naked still, as was Kyeligh, but she had turned back to normal. Rather than wake her, I decided to get dressed and get ready to work. I cleaned up the ripped clothing, and as I headed towards the bathroom to wash myself, I noticed dried blood on my shoulder. I felt the tender skin, and realized that those nibbles were a tad too deep.

	I smiled as I felt the bite marks, and I imagined what I would look like with fur and paws, and a little lioness tail.