"Oh..hang on,"said Carrie, "I just thought of something to ask about." She grabbed John's elbow, leading him back to the desk.
"Excuse me...I hate to be a bother, but we're looking for something very specific," Carrie said to the woman, dropping her tone slightly, feeling self-consccious.
"Oh, absolutely, ma'am, what are you looking for?" the woman replied, smiling broadly.
"My husband and I are..we're into werewolves," Carrie felt a bit uncomfortable discussing it with the woman, constantly looking over her shoulder to see if anyone was eavesdropping.
"Oh, ma'am, there's no need to be embarrassed," giggled the woman, "We're well aware that most of our clientele are here for fetish-related reasons. Noone is going to tell your friends at home. We're quite discreet here."
John looked rather relieved at this, as he finally quit blushing from his bride's revealing of their private fetish. "So...is this something...doable?" he asked, feeling his heart rate increasing a bit, simply thinking about his bride changing shape.
"Oh, absolutely, sir. There are a wide range of options for you to explore. We actually do a high bit of traffic in the lycanthrope market here. Unfortunately, I'm actually out of the information packets on that, but I can direct you to our office which deals with it," she said, puling out a map and circling the southwest corner in bright red magic marker. "This whole region is Beastown, a large area devoted to people who want to become animals, either by lycanthropy, or your traditional anthromorphic means. Ask any cabbie to take you; they all know the way. You'll want to stay at the Primal Forest Hotel; that's the best one we have, and the clerks can make your stay quite pleasurable. Just talk to any desk clerk or concierge, and they can make the rest of the arrangements for you."
"Wow...ummm...thanks," replied John.
"Yes, thank you very much," said Carrie.
"Perhaps I'll see you there," said the woman,"My apartment's right next to Little Red's dinner theatre." The woman smiled at them again, her eyes flashing a brilliant yellow for a moment, then reverting to normal. John's cock hardened immediately at the sight, and Carrie gasped rather loudly. Glancing over, John saw her nipples had grown erect. John realized again how lucky he was to have a woman who knew how arousing the werebeast could be.
"Well," said Carrie, still a bit breathless, "To Beastown?"
"Yeah...let's get the luggage and head over," John replied, smiling.