Dan convulsed on the ground, overwhelmed by both fear and ecstasy. As she did so, her skin began to itch. Already overwhelmed by her base instincts, she couldn't help but scratch madly, tearing away her clothing. Her claws dug into her skin, scraping away a dry, flaky layer revealing perpetually moist, purple skin beneath. Her eyes widening in surprise, she couldn't help but be both frightened and aroused further by this development. Arms, legs, torso, head...even the calloused skin on the bottom of her feet gave rise to this strange amphibian flesh. As she scraped away the skin on her hands, she noticed a webbed membrane forming between her fingers. Coming down from her high, she let out a whimper.
"Camille...what did you...why?" She looked at the mess of skin and clothing on the floor with disdain.