As Eric Anderson went upstairs to advise his family and Jean Talbot about the CODE W alert, his girlfriends Spencer Lawson and Frieda Knight simply smiled at each other before gathering up all their clothes and heading to the sound proof basement of the Anderson house.
Once there, the clothes were left in a pile as the gray furred with russet highlights werepanthress embraced and began to kiss the black furred hybrid werewolf/panther/cat.
"I meant what I said upstairs," purred Frieda between kisses. "You and Eric complete me."
"We know, and we both love you very much," said Spencer, before kissing her girlfriend and co-were-wedding wife of Eric.
"Listen. I've been thinking," began Frieda, even as Spencer started running a paw down her female companion's sleek curves to that special place between Frieda's legs.
"Oh?" said Spencer, before she bent her head and started to lick Frieda's nipples lovingly.
"You do know our first anniversary is coming up in October, right?"
That made Spencer pause as she raised her head to look directly at Frieda again. "I know. The day you inducted Eric into were society and we became a happy couple, triplet, or whatever the proper term is," she said as a smile crossed her muzzle.
"Well, I've been wondering what to get him, and you," admitted Frieda.
"You mean besides anal sex?" replied Spencer, which made both women briefly giggle.
"We've told you before, you're more important to us than your money honey," said Spencer, before she kissed Frieda again.
"I know. But still..."
"Then I'll tell you the one thing Eric will want more than anything else in all the world. Someway to legally make you his wife as much as I'll be when we get married after high school graduation," revealed Spencer.
"Short of buying Congress and hoping to get lucky with the Supreme Court..." began Frieda, which made Spencer say "Ewww!"
"I didn't mean it that way dear," purred Frieda, before she started teasing Spencer's ears again.
"Well," began Spencer, as she started nuzzling Frieda's neck as her paw resumed its earlier task. "Someday the 3 of us, and our children, will all be together under the same roof until the end of time, regardless of what some slip of paper might say."
"Then I guess it's a good thing I check Moon Lake real estate listings from time to time, although right now it looks like I might wind up having to get someplace built especially for us and our extended family of cubs," realized Frieda.
"Like I said before, as long as it has a private... playroom for just the 3 of us," said Spencer, before she lowered her head and started orally pleasing Frieda's breasts again.
Eric Anderson wasn't surprised to not find his girlfriends in the living room when he came back downstairs, and it didn't take the senses of his white furred werepanther fursona to know where they went.
With a smile on his muzzle, he happily went to the basement, where he found Spencer and Frieda eagerly enjoying each other's honey in a mutual 69 session of oral sex.
"I see you ladies started without me," said Eric, even as he felt his panther prick harden and start to come out of its furry sheath.
"Can you blame us?" asked Frieda, as both ladies got up off the carpeted floor, came over and kissed their mutual boyfriend, giving him a taste of what they had been enjoying.
"Now then, before we begin," said Frieda, snuggling up next to him, "Spencer and I have been talking."
"Yes?" said Eric, eyeing both ladies closely and wondering what they were up to. The fact that his tail started to twitch excitedly indicated he hoped it was something good.
"Our first anniversary is coming up," began Spencer, to which Eric replied, "So what would you ladies like to do besides anal sex?" which made both his girlfriends giggle uncontrollably.
When they finally calmed down, Frieda said, "I just wanted you to know darling," turning Eric so that he was directly facing her, "no matter what the laws of man might say, in my heart I'm already Mrs. Frieda Anderson AND Mrs. Frieda Lawson. Besides, even if no court in the land ever recognizes it, it's already official in the eyes of nature as far as our were-wedding is concerned."
"REALLY?" exclaimed Eric, even as his eyes glowed a brighter shade of green than they were. At least as far as the were-wedding and nature are concerned, I have TWO wives! he realized.
"Yes," said Frieda, as she leaned forward to kiss Eric, unaware that her green eyes were duplicating his.
"The three of us. Together for ever," said Spencer, holding both her friends/lovers and life partners close, as her eyes glowed too. The fact that their were-wedding obviously made her both Mrs. Spencer Anderson AND Mrs. Spencer Knight was left unsaid, for this was Frieda's moment.
They stayed together, just holding each other for silent moments, until Frieda said, "Now then, who's ready for our latest orgy?" as she started caressing Eric's now fully extended werepanther cock from the front even as Spencer reached out a paw from behind to cup his ball sack.