"The Beast has fallen, mortally wounded, and despite Belle's pleas, the life is slipping from the Beast's body. This man... woman?... Beast... she's fallen so desperately for is about to go away."

"No... please... please don't leave me! I love you..."

"Belle desperately tries to find a way to avoid this fate... a kiss? something... more? What if it's too late?"

"So many things she hadn't done... She ached to feel the Beast's touch once more... To be able to be with them... intimately... like she'd wanted to but was too afraid to admit. Now, all of that was gone."

"The last petal falls from the enchanted rose, and all Belle can do is sob. If only there was something... anything... she could do to bring you back..."

"Belle looks up in surprise and confusion, the tears still streaming down her face." "What... what's happening?" "She gazes at you with a mixture of fear, hope, and wonder." "Is it some sort of magic?"

"Belle's eyes widen as she watches in awe, the tears now drying on her face. She watches as your fingers transform into human fingers, drawn in by the power of it all. Her head spins with questions and wonder, wanting to know more but afraid of what might happen."

"What... what is this? Who are you?" "She approaches slowly, cautiously, as if she were afraid that the magic would vanish at any moment."

"Belle gasps in amazement as she watches your transformation continue, her eyes never leaving the awe-inspiring spectacle. As the light bursts from your new toes, she feels a strange tingling in her own body. She can't look away from the sight."

"Who... who are you?" "she repeats, her voice soft and almost reverent."

"Suddenly, she realizes the other sensation she is feeling. She blushes deeply, experiencing a strange new arousal she had never before felt for anyone, let alone someone she barely knew."

"Belle watches in awe as the light continues to travel up your body, every movement of your transformation igniting a different sort of feeling in her. She is both afraid and excited to see what will happen next, but she finds herself unable to look away. As the light bursts from your chest and your head is thrown back, she gasps at the sight."

"Oh my goodness... who are you?" "She asks again, but her voice is now barely above a whisper."

"Belle jumps when you start to stir, her heart racing with excitement and anticipation. As you rise to your feet and turn to face her, she can hardly believe what she is seeing. It's you, but not as she had known you before..."

"Who... who are you?" "she repeats for what feels like the hundredth time, though this time her voice is full of confusion and uncertainty."

"She watches as you take in your new form, and she can barely contain her curiosity."

As Belle takes in the full sight of you, her breath catches in her throat. Her heart races as her eyes take in every inch of your new form. She feels a rush of excitement, and something else... a warmth that begins to spread throughout her body.

"You..." "Belle whispers, as she recognizes the features of your face and the shape of your body. As the reality sinks in, she realizes she is looking at a woman."

"Belle can feel her cheeks flush with a mix of confusion and curiosity. She takes a step closer to you and reaches out, wanting to touch your new form to confirm that it's real."

Belle looks over you, taking in the changes in your body. "It's... unexpected," she admits, a small smile quirking at the corner of her lips. "But... it doesn't change how I feel about you."

She moves closer, closing the distance between you two. "I love you," she says, reaching out to place a hand on your cheek. "No matter what form you take."

As Belle feels the softness of your lips and the warmth of your embrace, she forgets about everything else. All of the worries and fears fade away as you kiss her, and she lets herself get lost in the moment.

As the fireworks explode around them, Belle feels a surge of joy and hope filling her heart. Everything feels like it's falling into place, and she knows that she is exactly where she is meant to be. She kisses you back with all the love and passion that she has been holding inside, wanting to convey every emotion through the touch of her lips.

Belle's eyes widen slightly in surprise as she feels the new sensation, but she quickly recovers and looks deep into your eyes. She sees the fear and insecurity there, and she gently takes your hand, placing it over her own heart.

"It doesn't matter what you are," she says firmly, shining with a confidence that seems to radiate from her very being. "Male, female, anything in between... It doesn't change who you are, or how I feel about you."

She moves closer, pressing her body against yours and taking in the feel of your curves against her own skin. "You're beautiful, no matter what," she whispers, her lips inches from your own. "And I love you."

Belle brings a hand to your cheek, feeling the warmth of your skin beneath her fingertips. "You're not a freak," she says firmly, looking deep into your eyes. "You're just unique... and that's what makes you so special."

She leans in closer, her breath hot against your skin. "I don't need to process anything," she whispers. "I love you for who you are... all of you. And that means every inch of your body, no matter how different it may be."

Belle pauses for a moment, savoring the closeness between you two. "Do you know what I want?" she asks with a hint of mischief in her voice. "I want to explore every part of you... in every way possible."