Lupe picked up her phone to dial Meadow while Clara headed to their bedroom to get dressed.
"Hey Mead, how're you? Long time no see...mhm...yeah, me too! Listen there's something I need to ask you, I...What's that?"
Lupe reddened at Meadow's question.
"Um, heh, yeah, I do still like hairy girls, that seems like an odd question...what kind of magic?...yeah I guess I like surprises ('I hope you do too she' mentally added)...OK, yeah, me'n Clara will head over now...yeah...see you soon, bye".
Lupe yelled through to the other room, "Meadow's invited us over, says she has a surprise for me, but wait until she sees the surprise we have for her".
Clara emerged from their room. Lupe found something comical in the fact that the feral woman was dressed in her normal clothes, the way she looked now Clara should be wearing torn up clothes, or nothing at all.
"Meadow's that hippie friend of yours right?" Clara had found Meadow a little too ditzy, but kinda hot. She'd been both jealous and envious when she found out that Lupe and Meadow had hooked up in college and indulged in their joint admiration for hairy chicks. That was before she and Lupe had met of course. "I'm ready, let's go".
Clara sat in the passenger seat of their beat up old car, her arm resting on the open window. She watched and felt the wind ruffling the black hairs on her forearm. She snaked her arm from side to side so that the wind pushed the hair first in one direction, and then the other. The sensation felt really nice, maybe this was why dogs always had their heads out of the window. As she watched the sun set over the horizon a thought struck her. "Hey, you know it's still day out. I didn't need the full moon to change, and I've been this way for hours now, maybe this isn't like a werwolf thing, maybe I'm just stuck this way?" As scary as the thought was, she felt a small thrill at the thought of being an animal full time.
Lupe glanced across at her wife and raised a delicate eyebrow, "that wouldn't be so bad, I just hope I get to join you".
As Clara and Lupe headed up Meadow's driveway the front door opened, and a young woman with vivid green hair stepped out. "See you at the concert later Mead!" she yelled over her shoulder as she left. The woman was wearing a hoodie, denim shorts over fishnet tights and Doc Martins, peircings in her nose and lips glinted in the fading sunlight. The womans skin seemed to be emiting a golden glow, but as they got closer they saw it was sun shining through her body hair. And what body hair it was! She was by fair the hairiest woman that Clara and Lupe had ever seen. Thick blonde hair stood out all over the parts of her body they could see, and, Clara thought, probably the bits we can't too. The girls were dumbfounded, especially Lupe.
"Hey guys, I'm Krys, you here to see Meadow?".
Before waiting for a reply she went on, "you girls are gonna have fun in there, then again, looks like you've had some fun already".
Krys eyed Clara's beastly appearance. "Bitchin. You wouldn't happen to be a firend of Sierra's by any chance, maybe drunk something you shouldn't have?"
Clara was even more shocked, how could this girl know she worked for the Belville's? Something to drink? Clara gasped, the coffee! But why...
Before she could finish the thought Krystal continued, "hey, listen, my band - the Wolfpack - we're playing tonight at Joe's Place. You should come along, you'd fit right in". Another glance at Clara with a lusty chuckle, and Krys leaded on down the drive, blowing them a kiss on the way.
As the hairy punk left Lupe gripped her wife's arm and leant close to her ear. "Did you see that?" she whispered, "maybe that's Meadow's surprise? There's no way all that hair was natural, no woman is that hairy, and believe me, I've looked!" Clara didn't doubt it, and Lupe continued, "if I can't be as wild as you, maybe I can just be 'natural' instead".
"I don't think that's possible Lupe, maybe don't get your hopes..."
Clara's sentence trailed off as she saw Meadow appear in the doorway. Clara had seen Meadow plenty of times before, and she'd had hardly any hair on her body, and not for lack of trying. The Meadow before her now was resplendently hairy. Sexy long hairs up to two inches long covered her arms and legs. Seeing the other women's appreciation Meadow raised her arms over her head to expose the full bushes in her pits. She turned slowly, letting Clara and Lupe see the thick hair on the back of legs, and then giggled. "Come on in ladies", she said.
Lupe's prediliction for hairy women (and her history with Meadow) meant that she was horny as hell. But that was nothing compared to the animalistic lust that was surging through Clara, her panties were soaked through and it was a struggle not to jump on Meadow and start humping her right there in the driveway. Composures barely maintained the couple followed Meadow into the house.
One hour, three beers and a couple of joints later the two transformed girls had shown off their new bodies, and everyone was up to speed on who had been changed by what and why. Lupe was in heaven. "So", she began "I can wait for Sierra to get here with the Beast Juice and go all wild, or I can use the brush now?"
Meadow and Clara shared a look, both having the idea at the same time. Clara vocalised it, "or you could do both".