The doorbell suddenly rang. Meadow hastily grabbed a towel and ran to the door as Becky scrambled for her clothes. Meadow opened the door, revealing a shapely Mexican girl in her late twenties: Meadow's friend Guadalupe Lopez, or Lupe for short. Lupe was an aspiring actress, and she and Meadow had met last year when Meadow had worked as an extra in a movie Lupe had landed a small part in. The two girls had gelled immediately, and they even had some sexy fun after the shoot. It never turned into a full romantic relationship, but they had remained good friends. Lupe e-mailed Meadow frequently, telling the friendly hippie all about the roles she got, finding a girlfriend, getting married to said girlfriend, and trying to make ends meet. Meadow in turn had written to Lupe about college, meeting and moving in with Becky, and her neverending quest to get hairy.
Lupe was vibrating with joyful excitement. "Meadow! Guess who just got the lead in a big-budget horror movie?! Yours truly, that's who! I just couldn't believe it when I got the letter from the studio, and Clara literally—" Lupe glanced at Meadow's towel. "Perdón, am I interrupting you and Becky?"
Meadow laughed awkwardly, glancing at the towel herself. "Kinda, but we can take a break to listen to your story. We've got something we'd like to show YOU, too. I'd better go get dressed now. Help yourself to our bong if you like." The hippie zipped back to the bedroom in search of some actual clothes to wear.
As Lupe filled the bong with water an ground up the weed, she thought about Meadow. She looked sort of... different today. Had Lupe spotted a carpet of brown hair on the hippie girl's arms and legs? She was pretty sure she had, and on Meadow's upper lip for that matter. There had also been brunette clumps sticking out from under Meadow's slender arms. Lupe shook her head. Meadow just wasn't a hairy person, no matter how much the girl wanted to be. Lupe packed the weed into the bowl and lit up. She fantasized about Meadow a bit as she smoked. The cheery hippie was certainly cute, but she would look so fucking hot as a hairy sasquatch woman. Lupe had a fetish for hairy girls, but her wife Clara wasn't allowed to grow out her body hair by her uptight boss. Lupe took a long drag on the bong. It would be sooo nice to be able to scratch her hair itch...
Then Meadow and Becky came into the living room. Lupe gasped. There could be no doubt about it now — Meadow was hairy as fuck. Her arms, her legs, her pits: it could all put any man's hairy body to shame. It all made Meadow look like some Stone Age princess; Lupe tried not to drool. She then realized that Becky was pretty hairy herself. Her arms weren't hairy, but her legs were every bit as shaggy as Meadow's thickly carpeted in lustrous, luxuriant blonde hairs. Lupe spotted some pretty sweet armpit hair on the bikini model. What the hell was going on?
"So!" Meadow smiled as she sat down and took the bong. "Tell us all about this movie!"
"Right..." Lupe said, trying not to stare at Meadow's magnificently furry arms. "It's an erotic horror film called Daughters of the Moon. I'm playing a journalist who infiltrates this radical lesbian Wiccan sisterhood that's suspected of being a murderous cult, Manson Family style. Problem is they're werewolves and their high priestess turns me."
"Cool," said Becky.
Lupe nodded. "It's a real opportunity. The director, Valerie Harris, has a reputation as a serious artist. If she likes me, the rest of Hollywood'll want a piece of me. It'll be the start of a whole new life for us. Clara'll be able to quit that crappy maid job, we'll be able to pay of our debt, and I can finally move us into a bigger house. And it'll be fun to be made up as a furry wolfwoman. I just hope I'm hairy enough for the scenes after I turn back."
Meadow raised an eyebrow? "Oh?"
"The change has side effects on my character," Lupe explained. "Besides craving raw meat, she grows tons of hair all over her body that grows back just a few hours after shaving. You'll probably get horny as fuck watching me, Mead." Lupe chuckled before continuing. "I'd hoped I'd just be able to grow it myself, but I don't think so going by the description in the script. No woman's THAT fucking hairy." She glanced awkwardly at Meadow and Becky.
Meadow and Becky shared a look. Meadow grinned at her guest. "Lupe, there's something we'd like to show you."