"Hello?" Spencer Lawson said tentatively, answering her cellphone.
"Is this Spencer?" a male voice asked.
"Yes. Is this Morgan?"
"Morgan Barr. Yes. I understand you're in... need of some company tonight?"
"Yes, I am," said Spencer anxiously, while sitting up in bed.
"If I can ask, just how bad off are you?"
"Was it explained to you that I'm a hybrid were?" Spencer asked in return.
"Not quite. Only that you were special and in dire need of some companionship tonight," replied Morgan.
"That's accurate, but it only scratches the surface. With my parents being an Inter-species couple, somehow I wound up being an unique combination of werewolf, werecat, and werepanthress. My mom's explained to me that, for better or worse, when I go into heat, all three are wanting satisfaction at the same time."
"Ouch!" was Morgan's only response. "I can see why your folks consider it an emergency. You are on your were birth control pill I presume."
"They have to be especially formulated for my rare body chemistry, but yes. I took one this morning before I went to school."
"School? How old are you?" asked Morgan.
"Fifteen. I'm a Sophomore at Moon Lake High."
There was silence on the other end of the phone.
Spencer waited a moment. Then two, before saying "Morgan?"
"What? Oh. Sorry. Just caught me by surprise. I was thinking I'd be hooking up with someone a little... older tonight."
"How old are you?" Spencer asked in return.
There was another moment of silence before Morgan answered, "Fourteen. If I wasn't home schooled, I'd be a Freshman at Moon Lake High."
"That's not bad. Listen, I'd like to have a more in depth chat with you about our back stories, but I really need your help tonight. Where can we meet?" asked Spencer, even as she subconsciously lowered her free hand to start caressing the wet folds between her legs.
"It will be dark in about another ten minutes, so how about..."
Not being as familiar with Moon Lake as he was, Spencer got directions to where Morgan Barr wanted to meet. Since it was almost sunset, she could go out the back door of the Lawsons' house and easily cut across the woodlands in her fursona to get there.
"How will I recognize you?" Morgan asked, after Spencer agreed to when and where.
"Trust me. There's absolutely no one else like me. You'll know," promised Spencer. "How will I know you?"
"I..." began Morgan. Then there was another pause before he finally said, "I'll have a cooler and a blanket with me."
"Okay. I'll see you there. And Morgan?"
"Yes?"
"Thank you," said Spencer, before she hung up.
As Spencer got up to get ready, she couldn't help noticing that a few of her fingers had slipped into the moist folds of her cunt while her thumb was rubbing her clit.
Spencer paused, trying to bring herself off, but failed miserably.
I hope Morgan does a better job of this than I have, but why am I still so hung up on Eric Anderson? she asked herself, but no answer was forthcoming.
After licking her paw clean, Spencer took another one of her special were birth control pills, grabbed her cellphone, and told her mom goodbye before heading out the rear of the house into the woods.
MEANWHILE...
Morgan Barr wasted no time in grabbing a cooler and filling it with bottled water, can soda, and cold cuts.
Then he went to the linen closet of his house and got a spare table cloth. Technically, most weres didn't need blankets because of their fursonas, so that was the best he could do.
By now it was fully dark, so he would not be in violation of Moon Lake's public display laws concerning were society.
But Morgan paused to take one last look at his fursona in the hallway mirror by the front door.
Maybe I have a chance after all, he told himself. Spencer isn't that much older than me, so she's just in need of a good hard cock, not an experienced lover. Hopefully the fact that I can still count the total number of times I've had sex on one paw won't be an issue.
Not knowing what else to say, Morgan just shrugged his shoulders, hollered "Goodbye!" to everyone still home, and then took off into the night for his rendezvous with the horny lady in need.