Meghan tried to sleep, but it was not an easy task.
Going to bed hungry didn't help, but eventually she did drift off to something resembling rest.
She tossed and turned. Sometimes feeling quite feverish, other moments under the belief that she was ready to conquer the world.
At one point Meghan thought she heard a noise, got up, and took a peek out of her bedroom window that overlooked the frat house's backyard.
There she saw two lions in the hot tub (Eric and Murphy?) with only one woman between them.
Intrigued she completely stripped, as much because of the fever she seemed to be running again having drenched her body and clothes totally in sweat, compared to how hot the scene outside was.
Meghan watched through the slight opening of her curtain to see a lion on either side of the woman, a red head this time. One was literally pawing her from behind, caressing everything from her bountiful bosom to her shapely ass. The other lion was on his knees with his head between the red head's legs, and Meghan could only guess at what that one was doing.
Meghan never noticed that the lion tooth necklace around her neck began to glow. All she could think about was how she wished it was her in that hot tub right now instead of that lucky woman.
Watching in rapt fascination, Megan began running one hand (paw?) across her own (furry?) breasts, teasing the sensitive nipples when she wasn't cupping and massaging each one; as her other hand (paw?) drifted down to that magical place in-between her (furry?) legs.
It was then she paused her own actions, not believing what she saw outside now.
Meghan watched with an intense sexual desire she never felt before, a slight bit of drool leaking out of her mouth (muzzle?) as both lions completely stood and embraced the woman. Each began stroking his hard lion cock as the red head smiled, briefly bowed, and kissed each one in turn.
Then Meghan's eyes grew even wider as she watched the lion in front of the woman insert his proud leonine penis within her vagina, before the other lion's cock disappeared somewhere behind the lady.
Is she really taking that other juicy hunk of meat up her ass? wondered Meghan, even as her sand-paperish tongue started licking her furry muzzle lips.
Soon Meghan's hands (paws?) were moving in time with the actions of the three in the hot tub. They seemed to have established a rhythm between them, seesawing back and forth with the girl caught in the middle, as if riding a wave of sex.
Now quite delirious with either fever or desire, Meghan used both hands (paws?) down between her long (furry?) legs, teasing her clit and thrusting as many fingers (claws? talons?) into her wet folds as she could, even as she watched the next amazing thing.
Not only was the threesome continuing to enjoy each other's company in the center of the hot tub, but now the woman seemed to be gaining lionish features as reddish fur started to cover her whole body!
Meghan longed to be in the woman's place, even as she thought she felt her own fur bristle at such excitement.
As she continued to excite herself, Meghan saw the red/russet fur covered lady was now a full lioness, roaring in sexual triumph as two studly males continued to pleasure her.
The only thing that kept Meghan from roaring as well was the fact she was still somewhat aware of being in her own bedroom and not outside, let alone in the hot tub too.
Soon all three (four?) lions were experiencing orgasms, Meghan's rear (tail?) moving in unison with the furry bodies swaying together in the hot tub.
Just as the last of her sexual climax finished making her whole body shudder in pleasure, it was then that Meghan felt extremely dizzy, unsure of anything except how weak her legs were now.
Turning away from the window, she stumbled but thankfully collapsed back into her bed, spent but happy; her naked (furry?) body laying on top of the covers as she fell back into her troubled sleep.