In another janitorial closet, Ashlee was passionately thrusting hir hyena cock into Zoey. Shi clenched hir clawed hands around Zoey's furry ass as shi felt hir release nearing. "OH! EMMM!! GEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!" the cheer captain squealed as hir balls pumped werehyena cum into Zoey's clenching pussy.
"You were amazing as always," Zoey smiled, hir eyes aglow with love for hir mate as shi began to shift back to hir human form.
"Thanks, cutie-pie," said Ashlee, also beginning to resume hir human shape. "You were totally bitchin', too! Man, if we keep this up, you'll have our little Bailey growing in your tummy in, like, no time!"
Zoey, now fully human, squinted at Ashlee. "Y'know... I've been noticing something for a while, honey. You've gotten real damn hairy since we turned." She glanced down. "And so have I."
Ashlee began feeling her body. Her legs were mossy with hair, and her pits and pussy were woolly. A happy trail led up to her pierced navel. Ashlee stroked her jawline and was startled to find a light dusting of downy hairs growing there. Even her nipples had a couple of isolated hairs corkscrewing away from them!
"The hell?!" Ashlee wondered. "I shaved, like, this morning! I seriously did!"
"It's gotta be a werehyena thing," Zoey said. "It's like... some kind of reflection of, y'know, our fur. And then there's all that tes... testo... uhh... testosterone that's probs involved in our shifts. Did I pronounce that right?"
Ashlee laughed. "You're asking me, bae? I can barely pronounce the name of that dinosaur with the three horns. Was it 'tricycle' or something?"
Zoey shrugged. "I always thought it was 'triceratops,' but I'm not sure. Point is, this extra body hair's clearly related to being a werehyena. Personally, I kinda like it."
Ashlee crossed her arms. "I don't. Being furry's, like, for our heinous form. A cheerleader can't be hairy. I just gotta find a way to shave it off and make it last for more than a couple hours!"
"That's fine for you, I guess," said Zoey. "but I'm totally keeping mine. Won't our baby enjoy having a nice, fuzzy mommy to snuggle up to? As for my vlogging, I'll just say I'm trying to make a feminist statement. You know the social justice crowd'll love that. So, you're sure you wanna get rid of your fuzz?"
Zoey slid over to Ashlee and began to run a finger through Ashlee's sparse happy trail. The social media whiz leaned in and gave Ashlee's tiny collection of nipple hairs a gentle lick.
Ashlee shuddered with arousal, but she remained firm. "Sorry, Zoey. Maybe in a less judgmental world I'd keep it, but we live in a world where cheerleaders, like, have to shave their pits." She smiled affectionately at Zoey. "You'll just have to be hairy enough for both of us."
Zoey laughed. "I almost wish I were even hairier, boo! Heh, maybe magic can make that happen."