Kibibi Mwangi glanced around the Salt Lake City motel room she was sharing with Asanti, Kathy, and Asha tonight. Mercifully, the place seemed well-maintained and free of bugs. She hoped that Isra, Basma, Najma, and Qamar were similarly pleased with their own room next door. It somewhat amused Kibibi that she needed two rooms to house her party. When she'd first set out for Stokerville, it had just been her and her mate Asanti. Since then, she'd been joined by a werecat exiled from her pride, the last four survivors of a massacred werehyena pack from Saudi Arabia, and Asanti's stowaway niece. Selena Lyall was definitely going to grow her pack when Kibibi arrived, that much Kibibi was certain of.
Kathy Gibson plopped contentedly on one of the beds, almost purring despite the human form she was in. "Ahh, this is the life! It feels so good to be on a real bed instead of a truck bed!"
"Werecats," Asanti sighed to Kibibi, chuckling and shaking her head. "They can be such princesses."
"Yeah," Kibibi snickered. "Well, I guess it's only natural for city-dwelling werebeast breeds like werecats to be softer than the wild breeds."
"Hey!" Kathy retorted. "We rest so much to build up energy for hunting!"
"Yeah, sorry," Asanti said sheepishly. "I just—Asha cut that out!" Asanti ran over to catch her little niece, who was playing around with the room fridge's ice maker.
"That kid's growing on me, Kibs," Kathy snickered, watching Asanti struggle to clean up the mess Asha had made as Kibibi sat down on the bed next to the werecat.
"Oh she seems cute now," Kibibi grumbled, "but you try living with that little scamp for weeks, months, or years on end. She just doesn't stop!"
"A little mischief every now and then is very healthy," Kathy remarked.
"There's no 'every now and then' about Asha's mischief," Kibibi said. "Her entire mission in life is to be an agent of chaos and do whatever the hell she feels like. She had a werefox for a dad, you know."
"Yikes," Kathy nodded knowingly. "Some of those guys set up camp near my old pride's territory, and they drove us fucking crazy with their pranking, stealing, and seducing! Hey, you don't think the kid could grow up to be a werefox like her dad... do you?"
"There's no knowing until her first shift at age 13," Kibibi shrugged. "I gotta admit, though, I'm a bit nervous. I mean, how many black kids have flaming red hair?! Combine that with her vixenish personality..."
"Well, she always could just be a future werehyena who inherited an impish, shameless attitude and a mop of bright red hair from her werefox dad," Kathy suggested hopefully.
"Maybe," said Kibibi. "I just wish I had a way of knowing. It isn't often that two different werebeast breeds have a baby together, so I don't have a lot to compare this to."
"Then don't hurt your brain over it," Kathy advised, stretching luxuriously. "Do what werecats do and take life one day at a time. Everything's so much more pleasurable that way. Now, since we're all werebeasts here, I think I'll change into something more comfortable."
The petite girl hastily stripped naked before tabby fur began sprouting all over her elfin body. Her feet morphed into feline paws as claws sharpened on the tips of her slender fingers. A furry tail grew in just above Kathy's butt as extra breasts grew beneath her primary pair. Kathy's face pushed out into a feline muzzle as her teeth sharpened and her tongue grew sandpapery. To finish the transformation, Kathy's eyes turned golden and developed the signature slit pupils of a cat while her ears turned pointed and migrated to the top of her newly feline head.
"Much better!" Kathy sighed blissfully while she flicked at her nipples with her claws.
"Agreed," Kibibi nodded, looking over Kathy's body appreciatively. "You look pretty damn hot naked in your werecat form."
"I just don't feel like myself without my fur," said Kathy. "I'm a werecat through and through, Kibs. I just wish I still had a pride." The werecat sighed wistfully.
Kibibi slid an ebony-skinned arm sympathetically around Kathy's furry shoulders. "Hey, you will again soon, Kathy. Better yet, you'll be the pride's alpha, seeing how you'll be its founder."
"Yeah," Kathy nodded, smiling a little. "There must be dozens of exiled and loner werecats living around Seattle, Tacoma, Olympia, Port Angeles, and all the neighboring towns. I'll gather all those poor strays into a new pride, and I'll never be alone again. It sucks that I was exiled for stealing food from high-ranking members of my old pride, but the joke'll be on them when I become a fucking alpha because they kicked me out." She grinned wickedly at the thought, baring her feline fangs.
"That's the spirit," said Kibibi. "Now, I think I'll get undressed myself. Clothes are just so fucking uncomfortable!" She pulled off her shirt and unhooked her bra, letting it drop to reveal the mocha skin of her firm breasts.
"You know, you've got some damn awesome titties, Kibs," Kathy said as she ogled Kibibi's bare chest.
"Glad you like them," Kibibi smiled as she stood up to unzip her jeans.
"Ooh!" Asha grinned impishly as Asanti undressed her. "Kathy likes your boobies, Kibibi! Think she'll play with them tonight?"
"Asha!" Asanti snapped reproachfully as she pulled Asha's shorts and panties off of her before beginning to remove her own clothes. "Don't tease grown-ups!"
"Come on, Aunt Asanti," Asha groaned. "You know Kathy would love to play with both of your wieners tonight. What's wrong with that?"
"Nothing," Asanti said as she undid her bra. "But there's plenty wrong with a nine-year-old talking about it just to make her aunt and her aunt's mate feel uncomfortable. Now can you please go and watch TV or something?"
"Sure, whatever," Asha sighed. She left to go look for the remote.
"Asha is right, though," said Kathy, her lips curled into a roguish smile. "I would love to feel your hyena cocks inside of me tonight."
Kibibi matched Kathy's smile. "That can be arranged."
"KNEW IT!!!" Asha's voice rang out triumphantly.