Richard Van Direstag watched silently, shocked that his wife Rose would leave the master bedroom*.
I'm right. I know I'm right, was the first coherent thought in his head once his mind cleared from her sudden departure.
With that, he angrily got his and her suitcases out of the closet. Setting Rose's down, he tossed his on the bed and opened it, then hastily started grabbing everything he could. It was only after the first couple of handfuls that Richard realized what he was doing. With that he dumped the clothing back onto the bed and started trying to pack his suitcase more neatly.
But with the fire of anger quenched, at least for the moment, Richard sat on the bed and pondered his family's future.
If we stay, one of us has to become one of them, recalling the basic explanation of Moon Lake's Mandatory Were Law, so that all of a family newly arrived would have to share in the responsibilities of protecting the town's secrets.
He laid back on the mattress and stared at the ceiling. Can't Rose see that I'm trying to protect us from that happening?
He started contemplating his plan for the future beyond sneaking everyone out of town tomorrow morning while all weres were in their normal forms and going about their daily business, whatever that might be.
Richard Van Direstag didn't plan to, but emotional exhaustion soon led to a brief nap...
"Hey Richard! Glad you could join us!" the werelion said happily while approaching him.
"What? Where—" Richard began, trying to get his bearings.
It was night, and he was in a forest somewhere, but beyond that...
"The ladies have been asking for you. Why aren't you furry yet?" the lion asked, curious.
Richard looked down and saw that for some reason, he was completely naked!
"Come on man. You know how these pride meeting are. Let's get to it," the lion growled suggestively. "You know, Nudge, nudge. Wink, wink."
Being a Monty Python fan, Richard knew what the werelion was implying, but only one thought crossed his mind. "Rose?"
"Over there with Shelia, last I saw," the werelion said, pointing a paw in one direction while he was staring off in another.
Richard looked around and saw nothing but werelions and lionesses in various stages of having sex, from the oral preliminaries to the main event of cock plunging into cunt as both parties roared in pleasure.
Dazed, confused, and a little excited as well, Richard staggered off in the direction the werelion indicated.
There were more couples engaged in the "horizontal mambo", the classic "doggie style" and positions Richard didn't recognize. Yet he had only one true concern.
"Rose!" he called out.
"Over here dear!" he heard his wife say.
Frantic, Richard raced over and saw his wife and a lady he didn't recognize standing by a tree. The two of them were just talking as if shooting the breeze without a care in the world, but the fact that both of them were totally nude was not lost on him.
Neither was the fact that his wife looked even more sexy and beautiful now than the day they first met, with her shapely hips and bosom more bountiful than when she left after their argument.
"Glad you could make it dear," said Rose, as she hugged and kissed him.
"Me too," said the lady identified only as Shelia, before she hugged and kissed him too.
"What?" Richard said after their lips parted.
"Shh darling," Rose whispered in his ear as Shelia started kissing her way down his chest. "Forget the cares of the world. It's time to play," she added, as she started seductively caressing his chest.
Richard looked down as Shelia started sucking his hard penis into her mouth. But as she did, her form changed from that of a beautiful naked human woman to a sexy, furry werelioness.
"Hmmm... Delicious," Shelia groaned between licks, as her tail swished happily behind her.
"Err... Rose?" Richard said, wondering what the hell was going on.
"You're right dear. I should get busy too," Rose replied.
Richard stared in disbelief as his wife seductively moved away from him.
It was basically the woman Richard knew practically his entire adult life that moved behind the stranger named Shelia (We/I don't know any Shelias. Who is she?), but it was another werelioness that got down on her hands (paws?) and knees that started licking and enjoying the other woman's(?) pussy!
"Rose?" Richard said, staring down at the sight before him, since his wife had never expressed any thought toward another woman beyond simple friendship at best until now.
"Come dear. Change and join us," Rose said, licking her lips sexually before going back to the treat she was enjoying.
"Yes," said Shelia, giving his human cock one last lick before pulling away from him. "Come fuck me and join us. Now and forever," Shelia pleaded, before laying on her back.
Richard watched as Shelia started playing with her wet cunt with one paw as the other reached up to fondle Rose's breasts as his wife positioned herself over Shelia's muzzle to receive oral pleasure from the werelioness.
"Come Richard. You know you want to," Rose said, leaning forward to spread open Shelia's very wet vagina with both paws as Shelia used the opportunity to start playing with her clit.
Richard Van Direstag awoke with a start.
Still fully dressed and staring at the ceiling of his Moon Lake bedroom, he didn't know what bothered him more.
The dream, or the fact that he had creamed his pants.
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*At the end of their last appearance in "The Plan".—tmw.