The only source of light available was their torch, but even so, Heather could make out the entrances of three distinct arched passageways. Each one had a strange diagram carved into the rock above. "Which way should we go, Sharon?" she asked.
Without speaking, Sharon made her way towards the door to the right. Heather couldn't make the diagram out very clearly, but it appeared to be of a moon surrounded by stars.
Without heed for Heather, Sharon dug her fingers into the crack that seperated the ponderous stone doors, pulling one open and bounding off into the darkness.
"Sharon, wait! We need to think this through!"
If Sharon heard her, there was no indication.
Sighing, Heather dashed after her primitive companion, pausing only for a second to ponder the fact that when the doors had opened, there was a most curious rush of fresh air, as if it had come from outside.
As she ran, she became gradually aware of light other than from her torch, and the merest hint of night noises. The reason for all this became obvious shortly, as the cavern ended and she found herself outside, at the borders of a moonlit forest.
The moon above was full, and the stars in the sky twinkled clearly. The forest looked impossibly old, dominated by the gnarling forms of thick, tall trees that filtered the moonlight in dappled patches. Noises of night insects echoed eerily through their branches.
Heather jumped in fright as she heard the sound of what seemed to be a large beast charging through the undergrowth towards her. Backing against the rock, she breathed a sigh of relief when it was revealed to be only Sharon.
The primitive woman had gotten worse. Her hair had become even more wild and manelike, and as Heather looked in disbelief, she realized that Sharon's ears were gently pointed now. A sheepish grin from her fellow abductee revealed slightly distended canines, much to Heather's dismay.
Her greatest shock, however, came when Heather felt an odd tickling along her back, and the unexpected rubbing of her nipples against her nightdress. Looking down, she realized she was not the same either. Her hair was longer, reaching just below her shoulder blades. Likewise, her breasts had swelled a size, erect nipples forming points in the fabric of her garment.
"Oh God," she said breathlessly, "Just being here can change you!"
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