That night, Zoey was having her weekly sleepover at Ashlee's house. Ashlee listened by her bedroom door, listening for the sound of her parents' snoring echoing through the house. Once the cheer captain was sure her parents were safely asleep, she turned to her girlfriend and began to unbutton her pajama top, exposing her cheerleading-toned abs and biceps (now enhanced by werebeast magic). "Coast's clear, Zoey. You ready for me to, like, make you a mommy?"
Zoey set down her bowl of popcorn she'd been Instagramming and began pulling off her own pajamas. "Oh, I am soooo ready, Ashlee. Are you ready to be a sire?"
"Totes!" Ashlee giggled as she pulled down her pajama pants.
Now fully naked, the two girls willed their shifts to begin. They smiled happily as fur coated their bodies and their skeletons morphed into a more hyena-like shape. They groaned in pleasure together as their cocks and nutsacks finally sprouted.
Ashlee struck a sexy pose. In her sultry werehyena contralto, she asked "How do I look, Zoey?"
Zoey's eyes wandered over hir mate's dark golden fur spotted with brown, hir heavily muscled frame, hir luxuriant mane, and (most of all) hir massively meaty herm cock. Zoey still almost had trouble believing that this scrumptious wild beast was hir beloved Ashlee, but it had to be: the beast had Ashlee's belly button piercing.
Zoey blushed under hir fur. "You... you look hot."
Ashlee grinned lustfully as hir gaze drank in Zoey's transformed features. "You're lookin' pretty freaking sexy yourself, hot stuff. Its a shame you can't, like, let the 'net see you like this."
Zoey's brown-furred body was making Ashlee hornier by the second. The social media starlet's body was nimble and svelte, and Ashlee couldn't wait to run hir hands through hir mate's short, perky mane. As for that long, slender herm cock, Ashlee fantasized about whether Zoey could possibly fit it down hir throat! Ashlee noted that Zoey's eyebrow piercing (which she'd gotten last week when she decided her style needed more edge) finally looked sort of badass.
"Damn, but you're one hot heinous!" Ashlee exclaimed appreciatively.
Zoey chuckled. "Hyena. Are you ever gonna get the name of your own species right, dum-dum?"
Ashlee laughed back. "No chance!"
Zoey knelt on Ashlee's bed on all fours. "Well, let's do this, Ashlee. I'm reeeeaaaadyyyyyyyy..."
Unable to wait a second longer, Ashlee knelt behind Zoey and steadied hir clawed hands on hir mate's wide hips. "Going in, honey! Get ready for some baby batter!"
Ashlee plunged hir cock deep into Zoey's dripping vagina. It was a good thing Zoey was a werehyena, or shi might not have been able to receive Ashlee's thick, beefy cock. As it was, it only just fit. Zoey groaned, aroused by the feeling of Ashlee's cock bulging and straining against the walls of hir pussy.
Ashlee began to thrust, ramming hir rock-hard dong back and forth inside of Zoey's pussy. Zoey was glad shi had werehyena toughness, or this fucking might have stretched and wrecked hir snatch beyond recognition. Zoey felt hir plump ballsack bouncing against Ashlee's, a delightful sensation. As Ashlee pounded hir, Zoey reached down to jack off hir own dick, which had grown hard as stone and was starting to drool precum.
Ashlee gasped, feeling the first stirrings of hir climax. Shi sped up hir fucking, eager to blow hir load. Within seconds, it happened. Hir cock fired rope after sticky rope of potent seed to fertilize hir mate. Zoey groaned as Ashlee filled hir oven up with thick baby batter. Soon, hir own cock began spewing gobs of cum all over the wad of toilet paper shi'd sensibly thought to place below hir to keep the sheets clean.
Exhausted, Ashlee pulled out of Zoey and collapsed onto hir back. She allowed her body to resume its human shape. "Whew! Who knew babymaking is like, sooo much work! I can't hardly move, Zoey!"
"It sure is fun work though," said Zoey as she shifted to human form to gather up the cum-soaked tissues to flush down her toilet. "I can't wait to tell Mom and Dad they're gonna be grandparents!"
"How does it feel to, like, have a bun in the oven?" asked Ashlee.
"Hey, we don't know I'm preggers yet," said Zoey. "I'll take a pregnancy test in a week or two. If I'm not, we'll try again until you succeed at knocking me up."
Ashlee ran her hand over Zoey's abs. "Bet you'll have the cutest baby belly. Say, what should the cub's, like, last name be? Are there rules on that for herms?"
Zoey thought about it. "Hmm. You're the sire, so we'll treat it like you're the guy. Hir last name'll be Kline. If I ever get you pregnant in the future, that cub'll be a Guthrie like me."
"Cool," said Ashlee. "What about hir first name?"
Zoey pondered again. "We could always name hir Ashlee or Zoey, but that might get confusing, especially for you, bae."
Ashlee grinned proudly. "What can I say? I'm a total dum-dum!"
"Shi'll be a herm," Ashlee mused, "so maybe something kinda gender-neutral. Oh, how about Bailey? That's a girl name, but it can also be a boy name. And maybe for a middle name, we could honor my favorite singer, Taylor."
Ashlee turned the name around in her head. "Hmm, Bailey Taylor Kline. Oh! Em! Gee! That's, like, the cutest name ever. Bailey Kline, our cub!"
Zoey giggled. "Isn't baby naming easy when your species only has one gender, Ashlee?" The two mates embraced, blissfully daydreaming about their future family.