Spencer Lawson looked at her wristwatch as the three of them got out of her pickup truck. Time's running out, she realized. Soon the warning bell that school was about to begin would ring and, being a Sophomore, she didn't have any classes with either Freshman.
Instead, she turned to Eric Anderson and Julie Stovall and asked, "What do you guys have planned for this weekend?"
"Other than being together, nothing special," replied Julie. "Our parents gave us permission to spend the weekend together, so Eric will be staying with me in our pool cabana. It's like our own little apartment," she added with a smile, to which Eric nodded in agreement.
Spencer could swear she saw Eric's deep blue eyes sparkle for a moment at the thought of spending so much time alone with his girlfriend, but wrote it off as a trick of the light.
"Well, if you guys would like to hang out sometime..." suggested Spencer, leaving the thought unfinished, since she wasn't sure how to go about getting what she really wanted. Namely either Eric and/or Julie together in bed with her for some fun.
"We have your number," Eric said, but was still staring at Julie.
"And Spencer?" added the were-mermaid.
"Yes?" said Spencer, hopefully.
"About Morgan. Take your time. I know it's more difficult in your situation because his parents home school him because they don't believe in vaccinations, but go slowly and find out what his interests are. Then share what you can of them with him while bringing up your own hobbies and favorites. If there's enough common ground between the two of you, in time your relationship will grow to be better and stronger," advised Julie, while holding Eric's hand in hers.
"Good idea," Spencer said verbally, but still privately wondering what it would be like to be with either or both of the were-mers.
MEANWHILE...
Feline green eyes peered intently through the jungle grass.
Her nose twitched slightly at the scent of her approaching target, but otherwise the lioness lied perfectly still.
She relished the feeling of the warm sun upon her golden fur as her heart beat faster as the impending moment approached.
THERE! Her prey was in sight!
Silently, she leaped from her hiding place.
"Gotcha, you little rascals!" the lioness said, as she grabbed and hugged her cubs.
The boy and girl, one a little older than the other but both with blonde hair like their mother, giggled and laughed, happy to be caught.
Their first transformation was still years away, but the female were didn't care. She loved her children as much as any mother could.
And their father even more so, as her head turned to see him approach out of the corner of one eye.
"I'm sorry honey. I thought they were down for their afternoon naps," Peter Talbot apologized.
Sitting on the ground with their kids, Karen Talbot looked up lovingly at her husband, the sun framing his golden fur and mane to make him appear even more handsome than she knew he was.
Karen was about to speak—
—when her clock radio started blaring its alarm.
Karen Yuletide, for her marriage was still months away, reluctantly left her wonderful dream to yawn and stretch.
Reaching over to turn off the alarm, she saw that it was 7:46 that Friday morning.
Less than 12 hours from now, I will become Peter's lioness! she thought happily, while getting out of bed.
Thankfully one of my classes today is art. Otherwise I have no idea how I'd get through this day, the future animator/director realized, while pulling herself together.
Since her dorm mate Jenny Harper, now the happily married werevixen Jenny Jenkins, moved out to be with her husband, Karen had the room to herself for the rest of the semester.
As Karen combed and brushed out her blonde hair, she looked over at the outfit she had laid out on Jenny's unused bed, and the travel bag laying next to it.
Peter said to bring some clothes larger than what I wear now, because my measurements will seriously change after I join were society, she recalled, going over her mental checklist. These extra large sweats I bought at the college store might not be the high standard of fashion, but Peter's going to love this slinky red dress of mine, even if I do have to replace it later, Karen mused, staring at the one piece attire with its slim waist and plunging neckline.
"Can't forget these," she said to herself, noticing her bottle of were-lioness birth control pills sitting on top of her dresser.
Peter said to take one just before he picks me up for dinner tonight, because they take an hour to kick in, and bring the bottle with me, because we'll be spending all of Saturday together at his family cabin at Moon Lake, before heading back into town Sunday.
Then Karen looked at herself in the dresser mirror.
The image was only from the shoulders up, but she stared at her face for a couple of moments before opening her mouth, as if bearing her lioness fangs.
Then Karen stepped back as far as she could in the small dorm room to see what she could of her body in the mirror.
Since she had started seeing Peter she had felt the urge, but it wasn't until after Jenny moved out that Karen actually started sleeping without any clothing.
She turned this way and that, looking over her body.
Karen didn't consider herself a "knock out" or a "10" by anyone's standards, but she was certainly more than beautiful enough for any man (and a few women) to give her more than a second look.
I wonder how much I will physically change? Karen wondered, recalling what Jenny looked like before and after becoming a werefox.
"It doesn't matter," she said out loud. Peter won my heart and I certainly have his. But I can't wait for tonight so I can TRULY and FULLY be with him once and for all until the end of time! Karen thought, as she felt a familiar moisture collect between her legs.