The Cabin's upstairs en-suite was well put together, James mused as he cast his eyes around the room. Solid oak floor, panelled walls, toilet, washbasin, an enormous copper bathtub and a separate standing shower, complete with floor and wall tiling.
The griminess of the day had caught up with James, as had the exhaustion. Unlike his other family members, James had not had a good night's rest like the rest of his family the night before their trip. He, instead, had spent it staying up late, texting and chatting with his girlfriend, Melissa. 2 years they had been going out, and James felt things were serious with her. As serious as things could be for a 16 year old. A highschool Junior, and a year older than him, they had met both working the same summer job in a local gym. Tall, toned, tanned and dark haired, she was his muse, and he already missed her dearly. She was all he could think of.
Exhausted he trudged over to the shower. It was too much too ask for hot water, but he tried the tap anyway. A hiss of water greeted him, and not a moment later did his tired eyes perk up at the sight of steam rising from the stream. A hot shower would be just the trick.
He let his clothes fall to the floor, disrobing haphazardly in a fit to get under the stream.
Once under, he let out a jubilant sigh; the feeling of hot water blasting skin was heavenly. His cold feet finally heating in roasting water. The aches in his back disappearing as the water jets massaged his aching muscles.
For several minutes he just stood there, swaying slightly and occasionally rotating to evenly shower everything. In his relaxed state, James's mind began to wander again, back to his muse, his Melissa.
Closing his eyes he could see her standing in front of him; tight yoga pants accentuating long legs, muscular thighs and a bubbly ass. Her top was high enough to reveal a stunning midriff, with a hint of a 6-pack; and her breasts...
Unlike the rest of her, Melissa's breasts were full of fat, the good kind, however. An early bloomer, she had retained a solid D-cup even through her gym rat phase, leaving her wonderfully top heavy. Just the thought of them, even flattened under a sports bra was more than enough to get James hard. Without much thought he began masturbating, totally ignoring the fact that this wasn't his home.
She turned in front of him. The wonderful valley of her tight pants clinging to her ass. She bent forward, making a heart shape with her rear. That gap between her thighs. How he longed to be there.
Pumping away, James failed to notice the growth and extension of his spine. At the base of his back, his coccyx clicked and grew, as new vertebrae formed and stretched his skin into a short tail. He barely registered a tickling sensation as dark straight thick hairs began to grow from the newly formed tail, ending after around 6 inches of growth.
He came with a grunt and a hand shooting out to steady himself on the tiled wall. Panting he came down from his high, as the lethargy and exhaustion of the day overwhelmed him. Looking down he saw his seed splattered against the wall. Grimacing he pulled the shower head from its holder and hosed the wall down the drain.
Once done, completely spent and slowly dripping dry, he got out of the shower and fumbled for a nearby towel.
He gave his short dark hair a quick tousle, and ran the towel over his upper body. Then he wrapped the towel around his waist, tying it at the side. His eyes were beginning to droop. He was imagining things, something wet was pasted between his ass cheeks. He needed to go to sleep he decided. In a fugue he opened the door back to the bedroom. His sister already fast asleep on her side in the pink bed.
A few long strides and he fell face first onto the other bed. He barely had the energy to pull the blanket off himself before he drifted off, thinking of his woman.