((I said I'd get back to Earth 3 when I could, but between work, life, and some very prolific contributors to the other Moon Lake threads, I didn't think it'd take me this long.
So if anyone would like to join the party and help continue the Earth 3 series... —tmw.))
Claire Robertson stared at the form of her last exam.
She had done all she could and now all that was left was to stand up, walk over to her instructor's desk and turn it in.
"Is something wrong Miss Robertson?" asked the professor.
"No. Just a lot on my mind," she replied, while performing her last task in this class.
"I see. Well, don't worry. Being sick isn't fun for anyone, but you were an excellent student so I'm sure you'll pass this make up final," said the professor, while slipping the paper into his briefcase.
"Me too," agreed Claire, knowing that the cover story Samantha Twist and the town provided for her was that she took sick while on a weekend photography trek in the Moon Lake forest and was just now returning to health and her previous commitments, with no mention of becoming a were-tigress in the process.
"Well, you take care Miss Robertson and have a nice holiday," said the professor, before leaving the classroom.
"You too," replied Claire, while taking off.
Except for a couple of people in Administration, no one knew that Claire was transferring to Moon Lake College to continue her education.
What no one in Oregon except herself and her friend Barbara Masters knew was that Claire was also moving to Moon Lake to be with the werewolf she fell in love with too.
When I left to finish things here, Ryan said he'd be preparing our place for my return, Claire thought happily, while stopping by the student commissary just long enough to grab a drink. Most of my credits are transferable, so I won't lose much ground academically when I start the Spring semester there this January. Now, as long as Barbara managed to finish loading her car while I was gone, all we have to do is take off and I'll be back in Connor's paws by midnight.
MEANWHILE...
They had finished packing and loading her vehicle hours ago.
Thankfully the bed was part of the dorm room furnishings and stayed in the room, for Barbara Masters and Chris Robbins had been making good use of it since.
"Oh yes Puma Boy! That's it. Your barbed cock fulls me so much. Feel my hot pussy clamp down on that thick rod of yours. Fuck me stud!" growled the were she wolf, even as she moved to meet his every thrust.
"Man. I didn't know what I was getting into when you offered me the trade of sex in exchange for some work, but I'm glad I took you up on it!" said the were puma, even as his paws gripped shapely lupine hips and he slammed harder against her rear.
"That's it baby!" declared Barbara, even as she howled in orgasmic pleasure. "If you're ever back in Moon Lake, definitely look me up and we'll resume wherever tonight ends."
"As much as you can count on me doing just that, who said tonight had to end right now?" asked Chris.
Although spent for the moment and locked deep within what he thought was the hottest cunt he had ever fucked, the were puma moved the conjoined couple until they were laying on their sides.
One of his paws was now massaging Barbara's bountiful breasts, teasing the hard nipples, while his other paw had reached down in-between her furry legs to start caressing her clit into an even greater state of arousal.
"Well, now that my finals are over, I was hoping to make it back to Moon Lake by midnight," said Claire Robertson, standing in the dorm room staring at the two of them while taking a swig of her bottled water.
Claire had actually been watching the duo for far longer than she would ever admit too.
The distinctive contrast of Barbara's black werewolf fur against the unknown puma's tan body was not as interesting as seeing that long feline penis plunge into her friend's cunt even as Barbara's breasts swayed with every movement.
Claire didn't have to be a were herself to smell the strong scents of lustful arousal and hot pleasurable sex in the air, even as the wolf and puma tails still twitched with excitement of both recent events and the possibility of things to come.
She could feel a heat rising within her, but honestly wasn't sure if it was her longing to be back with Ryan Connor or just a were-tigress' libido reacting to what she witnessed.
Either way, Claire now wished she had bought more than one bottle of water as she took another deep swig.
((Note: Choosing one of the numbered options cancels the other.—tmw.))