The next day at school, Selena and Tatiana kept an eye out for Beck. They finally spotted her by the drinking fountain. Selena smiled; she'd never met a more natural werehyena in her life.
Beck Hamilton was born in a girl's body, but they'd never felt completely at home in it. On the other hand, despite possessing slight masculine leanings they'd never felt male and chose to brand themself non-binary. The freckled teen wore their light brown hair in a fade cut with frosted platinum tips and was dressed in ripped jeans, a denim jacket which had a midriff-baring spaghetti-strap top underneath, and converse shoes. The light glinted fetchingly off their pierced belly button. In their pants was their packer, the prosthetic penis Beck kept in their boxers to help with the dysphoria.
Selena crept up to Beck and whispered in their ear. "Pssst, Beck..."
Beck jumped nearly a foot in the air. "Shit! Oh it's you, Lena. Jesus, haven't you ever heard of social distancing?!"
Selena blushed. "Oh, sorry. Tats and I just have this huge secret we wanna share with you."
"One that means you'll have to worry about catching diseases a lot less," Tatiana added.
"You should probably come with us," said Selena. "It's Free Period, so we have time to slip into the woods."
Beck chuckled. "The woods? Well, I guess you two are either about to confess your undying love for me, or you've decided to become fucking serial killers. I'm willing to gamble it, though."
The two supernatural girls nodded and led Beck off school grounds and into the misty woods. They admired Beck's toned muscles as their classmate scrambled over stumps, fallen logs, and rocks. Selena practically hugged herself; Beck would make a perfect werehyena!
They arrived in a clearing, where Selena started to strip off her clothes. Beck snickered. "Heh, looks like I wasn't wrong about the sex. Not that I'm disappointed. Just remember, I prefer giving over receiving. I don't like people touching my stupid vagina, and my packer was designed to represent the flaccid penis; it's useless in sex."
Selena smiled. "Sex isn't a bad idea, but I'm stripping so I can transform without wrecking my clothes."
"Transform?" Beck questioned.
"How would you like to find a superior alternative to a packer, Beck?" asked Tatiana.
"That'd rock," said Beck. "The packer helps, but it isn't really attached, it doesn't have nerve endings, and you can't fuck with it. As for strap-ons, there's no way my parents are buying me that! But there aren't any alternatives outside of bottom surgery, which I REALLY doubt you two are offering. So, what's the deal?"
"There's no gentle way to say this," said Selena. "I'm a werebeast. A werehyena, to be exact."
Beck's eyes bugged out. "Uhhhhh... say that again."
"I'm a werehyena, Beck," Selena repeated. "I can turn into a bipedal hyena person whenever I like and am compelled to do so under a full moon."
"And I'm a vampire," Tatiana volunteered.
"Bullshit!" Beck protested. "Monsters don't fucking exist!"
Tatiana put her pale hands on her hips. "First, don't use the m-word. You have no idea what it feels like to be constantly branded a subhuman beast by mortal pop culture. Second, I'll prove it to you."
Tatiana raised her hands into the air and closed her eyes. She began to sing a strange, wordless melody that reverberated with primordial Darkness. Beck had no idea what this beautiful sound was, but they knew no human could make it. Suddenly a black cloud blotted out the moon. Wait, no, Beck realized it wasn't a cloud. It was a massive flock of crows, the beating of their wings threatening to drown out Tatiana's vampire song. As many birds settled upon Tatiana's arms, shoulders, and head as could manage. The rest just circled over the vampire's head in the air.
Tatiana looked over to Beck. "Believe me now?"
"Oh my fucking God!" Beck screamed. "Y-you're magical!"
Tatiana's chest puffed up with pride. "Yup, a proud member of the von Karnstein vampire clan."
Beck pointed a finger at Selena. "And you're a...?"
"I'm a werehyena, and I'm here to make your non-binary dreams come true," Selena cut in.
"How?" asked Beck.
"Werehyenas are natural hermaphrodites," Selena explained. "In addition to our pussies, we have giant cocks and ballsacks."
The wheels in Beck's head began spinning rapidly.
"When shi shifts, you be sure to take a good look hir massive werehyena cock," said Tatiana, elbowing Beck. "It's the sexiest thing you'll ever see. Mark my words, you'll want one for yourself!"
"Uhhhh..." said Beck, "did you just say... 'shay?' And... 'hare?' What's that crap about?"
"Werehyena pronouns," Selena explained. "S-H-I and H-I-R. I use them in my hyena form, but I'm still not sure how I wanna handle pronouns in my human form. The dick's just a huge clit when I'm human, you see."
Beck nodded. "Sure. Have you always been a werehyena?"
"No," said Selena, "but I was born into a werewolf family. It was so awkward being the only human in a werewolf pack that I had Tats hook me up with a witch who could help me shift. She sold me this." Selena displayed the Werebrush. "This little beauty is called the Werebrush, and you use it by brushing an animal three times to charge it, and then brushing your own hair. If you do that, you turn on the night of the full moon. If I were to brush you, for instance, you'd turn into a werehyena next month. Well, assuming I didn't use up the hyena charge on myself. I actually have no fucking idea if it needs to be recharged."
"Better be careful with recharging it," Tatiana cautioned. "Morgana said screwy crap can happen if you charge it with two animals."
"Right," Selena agreed. "Better safe than sorry."
"So, you're offering me a chance to become a werehyena and get a dick, is that it?" asked Beck.
Selena nodded. "Exactly, Beck. I'm building a pack, and you struck me as the logical next member. So, would you like to watch me shift so you can get a better picture of what's in store for you next month if you accept?"