"Okay ladies, I'm as ready as I'll every be. But do you think we've time for a little... warm up practice before the guest of honor gets here?" Lila Carpenter asked, eyeing both Samantha and Frances Twist seductively.
Just then, the front door bell to the Twist house rang.
"I think not. Rain check?" asked Frances, as Samantha went to answer the door.
For more of FBI Agent Ted Green becoming a weretiger, please see the "Entrance Into Were Society" sequence of episodes within our companion Moon Lake, Tad thread.
MEANWHILE...
"Hi honey. I'm home," called out William Anderson, as he entered the front door of his domicile.
The man wasn't more than a couple of steps inside when he was greeted by his wife Martha. She was only wearing a smile and an apron, proudly displaying her werecat fursona as she gave him a passionate kiss.
"I am so glad you're home," she purred, snuggling up next to him.
"Where are the kids?" William asked, while sitting his briefcase on the coffee table. Martha must have been with some lucky lady earlier today, but took a shower afterward, because I can barely detect another scent on her.
"Eric's walking Julie home for the evening, and Nate's finishing up a homework date at Alex's. By the way, any idea why Mrs. Ramsey would want to talk to Nate?"
"None I can think of," admitted her husband. "I take it you had a good day?"
"Better, now that you're here. Maybe after supper..." Martha left the sentence unfinished as her paws trailed down to cup the front of her husband's pants.
"Always," said William happily, thinking of events to come, "but don't make any plans for tomorrow night."
"Oh? What's up?" asked his wife, before William explained about the impending Skulk meeting Friday night to plan all the tricks and treats that the werefoxes and werevixens of Moon Lake would pull the day after on Halloween.
"Although you're an honorary member, being married to me," said William, as he began taking off his clothes to assume his werefox fursona, "your presence was requested."
"No problem," replied Martha, helping her husband undress, "but what about the boys?" she asked, before bending down to take a closer look at a specific item of interest.
"As far as I know, they don't need to attend, but we can talk about it over dinner," he answered, as William felt his wife helping herself to an early desert.
"Oh Martha," he yelped, as the fur spread across his body. Soon his vulpine tail was wagging excitedly behind him as William felt a fresh load of werefox sperm flood his wife's hungry muzzle.
"Mmm..." said Martha, standing up to make a show of joyously licking her lips before swallowing the last of what she obtained. "Help me finish setting up for dinner, and we can get back to our fun later," she promised, grabbing his paw in hers while leading William to the kitchen.
ELSEWHERE...
"Well, here we are again," realized Eric Anderson, holding his fiance's hand while standing on her front porch.
"Yeah," agreed Julie Stovall, staring at her beloved.
"Sorry we didn't get much actual dance practice in today," said Eric.
"As long as I'm with you, I don't mind what we do."
"To someday," said Eric, before giving Julie a romantic kiss.
With the happy couple both being were-mers, their lips could stay together for far longer than any land based normal or were, but in the end alas all kisses must end.
"Skype later?" asked Julie, as Eric started to reluctantly walk away.
"You better believe it!" Eric replied happily, keeping turned in such a way that his eyes stayed on Julie until he reached the corner and was forced to tear himself away from the sight of her.
Oh darling... thought Julie, who never left her porch to go inside for the night until long after Eric was out of sight as well.