Donna immediately cast aside all thoughts of work and shaving. Fuck her old human life; she was a beast now! She was also horny as hell. The enticing scent of her daughters' musk lingered in the air, wafting through the house. Even though it was no longer fresh, it still smelled twenty times hotter than Clara had. This was the musk of her own kind, loaded with their potent pheromones. Sierra and Blair might have been Donna's daughters, but right now it was more important that they were beastwomen. Donna knew in her heart that she would never be satisfied until she mated with them and formed them into the beginnings of a proper pack.
But first she had to find her wayward cubs. Instead of submitting themselves to their new alpha, they had run off just like that idiot human man Donna had once called her husband. She had expected that human fool to flee (he was her kind's natural prey, after all), but she was puzzled about why two beastwoman would forsake their alpha. It was probably the fault of her old human self. Donna recalled with regret how she had forced Sierra to shave of her treasured hairy pelt and all the times she'd snapped at Blair over nothing. She only hoped her pups would give her a second chance (and a good fucking).
Donna threw the window open with her newly brawny arms. She crawled onto the windowsill and jumped, landing gracefully on her feet. She grinned approvingly over her newfound athleticism. Donna then sniffed the air searchingly until she picked up the unmistakable warm, spicy scent of Sierra and Blair. Knowing her route, she sprinted off at full speed, her powerful and muscular legs easily matching any Olympic athlete.
Donna howled joyfully as she ran, the wind blowing wildly through her copious hair. Her body crackled with energy. Never had Donna Belville felt so intensely alive. It was like she could run for two solid days without sleeping! And yet Donna still felt somehow dissatisfied. She felt like she was still... incomplete, still too human. She hoped Sierra and Blair knew a way to change further into this awe-inspiring creature she was becoming.
Donna skulked in the shadows as her tracking took her deeper into civilization. She frowned. Didn't her precious cubs know it was dangerous to venture this deep into human territory? If they had a taste for human meat, all they had to do was prowl the hiking trails in the woods and pick off any human stupid enough to go wandering the forest at night. Donna sighed. She had so much to teach her pack once she found them... and blew off some steam with them.
The scent of Sierra and Blair's arousing musk was getting stronger. It occurred to Donna that those human names sounded silly on her cubs, just as the name Donna Belville no longer suited her. She would need to come up with more suitable names for all of them later. For now, she needed to follow the trail of the scent to its end. Donna slipped into a human neighborhood, sniffing a potent blast of her cubs' telltale musk on it. It called to Donna like a siren's song.
The odor of the spicy musk was now overpowering. As it filled her nose, she dropped her clawed hands to her furry pussy. She pawed greedily at her clit with one hand and ran the other through her dense tangle of coarse red pubes. She sighed blissfully, pretending it was Sierra's shaggy body she was caressing, that it was Blair's fingers scratching at her nub. She was thankful the street was deserted as she came, blasting her thick cum all over some human's rose bush. Her sexual hunger sated just enough for her to focus, Donna sprinted towards the house the scent was coming from.
It was a pretty, little house painted pale yellow. The yard was full of colorful, carefully tended flowers, and a van painted in psychedelic colors sat in the driveway. Bamboo windchimes fluttered in the breeze over the front porch. The human woman Donna had once been would no doubt have scoffed at the liberal, treehugging wannabe hippie that no doubt lived here, but Donna the beastwoman no longer cared about human labels. All that mattered was that Sierra and Blair were here, and that the humans in the house had rather pleasing scents themselves. Donna excited crept up to the door.