When the judges called Nia's name, the girl jumped up and down in excitement. She was about to run to collect her prize, which was in the hands of one of the organisers, but her teacher's outstretched arm stopped her. At that moment, the name of her partner, Simsao, was also announced by the second jury.

Everyone in the room was stunned. Nia did not understand the decision about the winners. They had already announced the third and second places a few minutes earlier, so the only explanation was that Simsao and she were tied for first place. But was that even possible in this kind of competition?

In the end, Nia's thoughts were confirmed by the judges themselves. The youngsters made their way to the podium as their names were called. They received a gold statuette and a cheque to be shared between them. No one had expected a draw in the painting final.

Nia watched Simsao at her side as he was interviewed by a few journalists. His thick reddish hair, like a lion's mane, framed his tanned face. His amber eyes looked fierce at first glance, but he looked at everyone with a gentle expression.

He had changed a lot since she had last seen him. They were children when Simsao disappeared from their village. Everyone thought he had died, including his own parents. Ironically, Simsao's father died some time later from a serious injury and the grief of losing his only son.

The girl remembered that her parents had been very good friends, so Nia and Simsao were engaged from a young age, to be married after Simsao replaced his father as the new leader of the village. But it was not to be.

Simsao's father died and his brother-in-law took over. The whole village changed. Many villagers left in search of a better life. Nia's family also left for other countries. But unfortunately Akisa, Simsao's mother, could not escape and was imprisoned under the dark rule of her brother and his terrible followers.

Nia was very sorry for her fate. For years, her parents had received information about Akisa's condition, thanks to an informant from her clan who had infiltrated the ranks of Chako, Simsao's uncle.

They learned that Chako was obsessed with Akisa in a way that went beyond the usual relationship between siblings of the same blood. He wanted her to be his wife, even though he had many concubines, but was always rebuffed. Akisa was definitely the only sane one of the two. But Chako was furious. Living like this, against your will, must be like living in hell.

So when Nia found Simsao, after so many years, in a forest on the edge of the lions' territory, the first thing she did was ask him to return to his land and resume leadership of his clan so she could save her mother. But Simsao refused, saying it would be useless to return.

She did not understand his cold and distant reply. Even now she did not. But at least she was able to bring him back to civilisation so that he could re-adapt to human ways. In the forest, he really seemed like a wild man to her.

Two years had passed since then, and Simsao had adapted very well, although from time to time he felt the need to revert to his animal soul and run around like a cat.

The young woman's thoughts were interrupted by a question from a reporter. She blinked dazedly, but quickly regained her composure and answered the question.

After the interviews and a few congratulations from famous painters and artists from other areas, the festivities came to an end.

Simsao and Nia went to a party with a group of friends. They drank a lot, too much for Nia's taste. She felt a little dizzy and Simsao, not used to alcohol, started to press his head against hers, as if she were a cat looking for affection. Unlike everyone else there, he couldn't control his animal side.

She tried to push him away, but when the young redhead licked the palm of her hand that she had placed on his face to push him away, she realised that she was at a critical point where her wild side was about to blind him. Simsao gently bit his fingers and then pressed his head into his palm.

Unlike Simsao's tanned, coarse skin, Nia's was smooth and pale, one might say almost white. But what he really liked about her was her scent, it was so addictive and intoxicating to him, so much so that he always tried to be near her. When Nia appeared in that forest, lost, away from her fellow tourists and their guide, he could recognise her by her scent, which was familiar to him, though it gave way to an intense attraction.

And for some reason, in those moments, he just wanted to lick and caress her more.

Suddenly Nia jumped up from her seat and grabbed Simsao's hand.

"We're going home," she announced, but since their friends were drunker than they were, they barely looked at her. They were so busy laughing so stupidly at all sorts of nonsense that they were oblivious to reality.

Nia thought they had been drugged somehow, but she didn't care at the moment.

They both went to the bathroom, which fortunately was a single one. Once they were in, the girl locked the door. Almost immediately she looked around for a container and luckily found it on a small shelf attached to the wall. It was a bit high, so she had to stretch to reach what she wanted.

When she almost had the container, she felt Simsao's hands hovering around her waist, his palms gradually growing larger, his nails becoming claws. Claws that began to tear at her blouse until they touched her pale skin. Simsao's breathing from behind her neck was slow and deep. He let out a growl before licking the back of her neck longingly.

"Your scent makes me anxious," he said, his voice hoarse.

His breath was saturated with the beer they were drinking. Nia knew he wouldn't be acting like this if it wasn't for the alcohol. But it was hard to control him when his animal side was dominated by instinct.

"Simsao, stop!", she ordered, but he did not obey.

He kept licking her neck, as if he thought it would stimulate her to give in to his wild advances. But it didn't work. All the girl felt was nervousness and fear of someone knocking at the door.

"Let me go for a while at least!", she whispered as Simsao began to press his pelvis against her ass again and again.

Every time he rocked and pushed into her, he pushed harder. It looked like he was trying to get his thing into Nia's crotch.

Fortunately, the boy suddenly pulled away and let her go to the sink. Nia quickly began to fill the basin with water, her intention being to dump the contents over Simsao's head to bring down his drunkenness and lust.

As she waited for the basin to fill, Nia turned to look at her friend when she heard the sound of a belt moving. She froze as she watched her friend frantically remove his trousers and boxers in one motion. He still had his shirt on, but that was irrelevant when there was nothing covering his bottom.

She tried to get excited but just stood there, stunned by the sight. It was the first time she had ever seen a man naked from the waist down, and her words were caught in her throat. But soon the boy was stripping off every last piece of clothing.

"What...? What are you...?" , his voice was barely a whisper, but Simsao heard it.

"The clothes are in the way", He replied simply, his appearance had become wilder but he still had his human form.

Now he looked a bit more like a lion, especially with his black and red mane and fangs. His hands and arms also had a bit of golden fur.

"Don't transform!", Nia got angry.

He didn't react, instead he grabbed her arms and turned her around until her back was to him. Nia's blue-green eyes watched again as the container continued to fill. It was already overflowing, now was her chance to douse him with water. As she was about to turn around, she felt Simsao's hand press against the sensitive area of her crotch, the sensation causing her to reflexively lean forward.

As she let out a gasp of surprise, his friend took advantage of the fact that he already had her in the position he wanted, lifting her short skirt and pressing his pelvis against her buttocks again. His thing bounced, eager to reach Nia's entrance.

The girl felt Simsao's bulge pressing hard against her, she still had her panties on, but that didn't stop the sensation from being electrifying and uncomfortable.

"Stop" she cried, her voice choked.

"I can't stop", he growled softly as his claws dug deeper into her skin.

-Simsao...

"Transform," the boy almost roared as he bit into her back. "It would be better this way."

What? The girl's mind went blank - transforming, her? She hadn't done it since she was a child, she wasn't even sure she remembered the process. She wouldn't do it.

"No...", she was about to scream, but again one of his claws grazed a sensitive spot at her entrance, causing her to let out a small whimper.

That sound pleased the beast. His claws became human fingers again, perfect for stimulating Nia in the best way. Slowly he massaged her clitoris beneath her panties, causing her to writhe beneath him and spill all the water from the basin into the sink. Her friend's involuntary moans were music to the lion boy's ears.

"Your soul animal is that of a lioness, we are compatible," he insisted, a little desperate to stimulate her faster, but he didn't want to frighten her either. " Please, Nia"

His last words sounded like a child's plea. But she couldn't concentrate on the conversation, Simsao's fingers in her crotch were driving her crazy. And even more so when he started to insert his forefinger into her already wet entrance. Suddenly she heard him tearing part of her panties to get more mobility.

Nia tried to speak in irritation. She hated having her clothes torn, but all she could utter were moans. Then, out of nowhere she felt her friend's tongue against her neck again. He also began to rock against her, again and again. The reaction he was getting now was perceived differently. Her friend's thing was harder than before and felt bigger. Her body began to respond to his movements, as if it were an internal itch that sexually urged her to follow his thrusts into her ass.

Simsao noticed Nia pressing her ass against his pelvis, it felt like inertia. The boy was getting excited, it was working, she was getting aroused. She let herself be carried away by pleasure.

The boy was more careful with his partner's crotch. The index finger he had inserted at her entrance was now accompanied by another. He kept pulling them in and out. His fingers slid easily inside her and he felt her wet walls pressing against them. But he still wasn't sure if she was ready.

If Nia transformed, things would be easier for both of them. Because animal instinct would do the job.

His thoughts were interrupted by the sound of the mobile phone in Nia's bag. She had left it on the edge of the sink, next to the spout. The girl reached out as best she could and pulled the phone out to answer the call.

"Hello" , the girl struggled to articulate.

"Miss Lezy, I'm sorry to disturb you, but I wanted to tell you that the person who financed the event wants to interview you and your friend for the prize you won in the competition", said the lecturer from your university.

"Oh, I understand. I'll let Simsao know"

A few words were exchanged before Nia broke off the conversation. The girl was surprised that her colleague had suddenly walked away while she was on the phone.

Nia turned to see Simsao, in full human form, hurriedly dressing. Suddenly, the boy urged her to put on her own clothes. A few minutes later, while the young woman was fixing her hair, there was a knock at the door. Now he understood why he had let her go, he had heard footsteps approaching from a great distance. His animal sense must have helped a lot.

But now the problem was to get out of the bathroom without being spotted.