Since you still have lot of questions, and so does Blue, you decide to return to the park. With luck, you might see the werewoman that had contaminated you. (You would have looked for her… him… when it's not the full-moon, but you don't know what their normal self look like, so…)
Before you, or rather Blue, could even look for the nearest thing she have to a mother you hear Blondie's voice, loudly calling for you. "Lady Blue, Lady blue!" Sighing, your other self stop dead in her track, briefly letting her shoulder slouch. It was clear the bimbo was inescapable anyway. As soon as she reached you, you found yourself engulfed in a suffocating hug. "I'm so, like, happy to see you Lady Blue! It felt, like, you were trying to avoid me. But I knew my Lady, like, couldn't do that to her Blondie. Like, would you?"
"Er… No, Blondie. Of course not." The hesitancy in Blue's voice clearly betrayed she did, in fact, want to avoid meeting Blondie. (As did you.) Thankfully, said bimbo was totally obvious to that fact. "But, why do you keep calling me a Lady?"
"Because you're, like, the one that made Blondie. You, like, even named me!" You could feel Blue's embarrassment at being basically called Blondie's mom. Embarrassment you shared, since Blue and you were more or less one and the same. Recovery was just starting when a new disturbing question was asked. "Can Blondie, like, meet her sisters someday?"
"Sisters?"
Blondie nodded. "Lady Blue must have, like, turned lot of guys into new sisters for Blondie since we last met. Right?!?"
"WHY WOULD I DO THAT?!?" asked a now horrified Blue.
"Because you're, like, our Lady?" asked back Blondie, tilting her head, looking at Blue like it was the most natural thing in the world.
Before anymore of that non-sens could be said, another voice said "Let's go to your home with your mentally challenged… ‘friend’ here. I'll explain what's happening." The voice was clearly female and, as Blue turned, you saw a woman wearing a black tuxedo, the kind usually worn by men from the F.B.I. or the C.I.A. (At least in movies and TV show.)
You found woman in black to be quite unnerving, especially since she walked in front of you, clearly knowing the path to your flat. As she gestured for Blue to open the door, you did just that. She then sat herself in your favorite armchair while gesturing to the sofa, in a silent order for Blondie and Blue to sit.
"Before explaining why Blondie here is insistingly calling you her ‘Lady’, you need to know more about werewomen. Normally, werewomen form clans, with its members unable do disobey the clan's leader. When a clan leader, often called ‘matriarch’, die, all the ones who were turned into werewomen directly by the previous clan leader become independent, free to form new clans."
"The night you were turned into a werewoman, members of the F.B.I.'s paranormal investigation team were dispatched to do away with such a clan. They thought they had killed the matriarch before she could infect you, since you lost consciousness without transforming back then. They were only partially right."
"The werewoman virus was already in you, just not in sufficient quantity to change you the same night. Because of this you first transformed only on the next full-moon, without any matriarch to shapes the mind of your womanly-self. As a result, it's your male-self's subconscious that did it. Such was the birth of the werewoman Blue, a peculiar matriarch with no member yet in her clan."
"You need to know that, unlike other werewomen, matriarch usually stay in their female form, the mind of their male-self reduced as powerless spectators while they keep turning more and more peoples into their obedient followers. But that's not what you did, Lady Blue. Instead you let him continue his own life, only coming out during the full-moon, like an ordinary werewoman. You even let him search help in finding either a cure, or a way to separate into two distinct entity. It was bound to fail anyway, but you couldn't know."
"Of course Max betrayed you, which is how he became Blondie here. You subconsciously wished Max was so stupid he would never have been able to deceived anyone, which is how your first subordinate ended such an airhead."
"And while she had sex with lot of men since she came to be, Blondie never did any blowjob, never turning anyone into a werewoman. At lest, not until the F.B.I.'s paranormal investigation team wanted to enter in contact with you. They decided that whoever would become your liaison agent should become one of your clan's member. An agent that had recently lost his wife and children in a car accident volunteered. Since Blondie never turn back into Max, it was decided that agent should ask her for a blowjob a week in advance. The first surprise was that Blondie initially refused, forcing said agent to insist. The second was that, because of the chemicals that locked Max as Blondie, said agent was forever turned into, well, me."