Dave just blinked, "What is she?"

"I can't tell you that. It would re-enforce the glamour."

"But you said she's stuck anyway!"

"I know but its hospital policy on glamours, no preconceptions allowed. She's behind that door, number 10." He pointed down the hall.

Dave look at the door and back at the doc.

"Passcode is 321, just enter it and turn the handle."

With a sigh he went over to the door and punched in the code, turned the handle and opened the door. His eyes widened as he looked within, "Jacqueline?"

"Dave?" The voice was low and husky. Then a mass of gold and black sprung from the room and into Dave, nearly knocking him to the floor. The Leopardess rewrapped every single thing she could around him in a desperate embrace, arms, legs and tail. Dave staggered backwards until he reached the wall to rest the load. "Oh god I thought they were never going to let you come in! They tried to take my spots away! They said I'm sick! I want to go home!" The words came rushing out in a voice that was not his wife's but the way she said in that rush was 100% unhappy Jacqueline.

Dave looked down at the back of this creature that had been, or still was his wife. He looked helplessly at Dr. Niddler. The doctor mimed a hug, and then a petting motion. He closed his eyes and slowly returned the embrace, his hands shaking as he did so. Her fur was soft and warm as his fingers slipped through it. "It okay Jacq. I'm here now."

This was going to take some getting used to.

~ Portion from Mr.Nibz short TF fiction, "The Amazing Leopard Lady Show". Read it HERE.

Another sketch commission for my 100 Sketch Challenge.

A series for Mr.Nibz. This sketch commission was particularly special and interesting, since I was asked to draw a series of images from a story Mr.Nibz himself had written! I highly recommend giving it a look if you're a fan of TF erotica. I don't read much online fiction because I don't often come across something I like, but his story is very well-written.