Gerald stumbled into the woods, clutching his stomach wound as blood soaks through his leather tunic. "Uggh... This-- this is it..." He slumps against a tree and closes his eyes. There was no way he'd survive after that ogre inflicted such a terrible injury.
Just as Gerald starts to pass out, a masculine voice talks down to him. "Do you want another chance at life? I will save you if you promise to help me make an heir."
Gerald feels a powerful presence and opens his eyes slightly, seeing a dark-furred beast-man of some type standing over him. This new, imposing figure has to be a deity of some kind. What does he mean about an heir, though? Despite his confusion, he wishes to live and doesn't have time. "Y-- Yes, please..." He chokes.
He feels a hand on his shoulder as a light envelops his whole body. "Ahhh!" He cries out, his voice climbing a couple of octaves. His wounds seal shut as his entire body starts to shrink. Now that he isn't bleeding out, he opens his eyes and stares down at himself in awe. How was this possible? "What-- what's happening to me?" He squeaks, feeling his body shudder and shift. Breasts emerge from his chest while his clothes burn away in the ethereal energy. Were those tits? I'm becoming a girl? He thinks to himself. "MM-- oooh!" A pleasurable sensation consumes his lower body and crotch as his genitals pull inward. Fur sprouts in patches, spreading over his whole body as he dips a shaking hand between his legs. He probes his genitals and feels his empty scrotum tightening to her body. There's no way this form can be considered male any longer as her vulva forms along with her new womb, which pushes her hips outward.
She then brushes a finger against her clit with a mix of horror and curiosity. "A--Ahwhoooo!" She suddenly howels as a wellspring of pleasure erupts from her crotch and washes over her body. She barely notices her tail growing while her ears migrate to the top of her head and grow fluffier. Despite her horrifying transformation, she understands that the other option would have been death.
She pants, lying completely naked as she looks down at her new breasts. "Oh-- wow, huh..." She is surprisingly not as upset as she thought she'd be. If anything, there was a slight excitement toward the prospect of doing something new.
"Finally finished, huh?" The beastman grins. "You should be right in the middle of estrus. Your new name is Noella; I'm going to show you the wonders of the female body."
Noella stares up at the impossibly muscular, black-furred wolf-man and notices his hand tightly clasped around the base of his massive erection. She immediately blushes her new sex, dampening and throbbing with a desire to be filled. This new body REALLY wants it... She concedes, taking a slow breath as she spreads her legs and presents herself. "I-- I think you're right about the estrus."