“Abbie and Chloe are all over each other,” Naomi smirked in response to Selena’s question. She didn’t know the African American girl well outside of anything involving Abby. Same went for most of the Cheetahs basketball team, “you have no idea how hard it is to pretend not to notice. Don’t worry, we won’t notice the pair of you either. But they’ll be busy in the shower.” Somehow Selena should’ve guessed that would’ve been the conclusion that the basketball players would draw. A girl sitting in the changing rooms with Jezebel outside of Phys Ed. “Actually, when did you two get so ripped?”
Selena flexed one of her arms, inviting Naomi to touch her newly athletic physique. “Almost a month ago.” As the Cheetah put away her towel and felt through the hardness of her biceps her impressed expression became incredulous. Then she raised an eyebrow, suspicious, and began looking for signs of needle marks. “Shit, its natural.” Technically, the best kind. Magic is wonderful.
“Tantric Yoga. Really. Intense. Tantric. Yoga.” Jezebel enjoyed doing this. “Selena needed a workout buddy. Maybe we could invite you? Some of the techniques require more than two women to perform. Super interested, the illustrations makes it seem so much fun.”`Naomi wasn’t alone in being hypnotized by the Succubus’ honeyed tone. A statistically abnormal number native Stokerville women were, if not outright lesbians, at bi-sexual. Tats... Selena gritted her teeth, suppressing the conflicting feelings of hurt betrayal and concern for her vampire BFF... Tatiana once explained the decades of von Karstein’s presence were involved in some way. A du Charme sex demon didn’t need anything like that, but it certainly didn’t hurt. “So, like, you should set up night class for anyone interested, Lena.”
With an audible gulp, Naomi suddenly remembered she was stroking Selena’s upper arm. “I, uh, trust you, alright.” Brushing through her dark and wet hair with her fingers, she seemed to come to a decision. “Sign me up, should have nothing on Thursday.” Without any mental calculations on lunar cycles, or because she had obsessed over the date for weeks now, Selena knew that was when the full moon stood brightest “Seriously. And if it isn’t the fucking, fine if I check out the gym? Don’t want to intrude.”
Naomi must’ve spotted the logo in the bundle of Jezebel’s clothes. “Great. The Personal Trainers are friendly and helpful. I still wouldn’t know which way to hold a barbell without them.” A barbell was essentially a stick. Not many ways you could hold it, still they helped with adjusting all the machines and set her on a training regime so Selena had no issue with offering the free advertising. They deserved it. A place like that would be a perfect place as a den for her growing pack. Like biker gangs had bars as hangout spots, so did Weres need a den. No, wait, that probably wasn’t the comparison she wanted to make. Replace it with a book club and a library. Dad went all traditional with a hunting lodge.
Selena gently grazed her lips against one of the Succubus’ ear and told her the idea about the den. She kept Jezebel’s enthusiastic fingers from straying where they shouldn’t as they began making out, but otherwise allowed her packmate a long leash. No point in hiding their relationship, sold the, fairly certain it would be partial at this point, lie better too. The Cheetahs caught the hint and left them alone. Though that didn’t stop either group from casting thinly hidden glances at each other’s naked bodies. Kadie even made sure that Selena had an eyeful of her pert breasts and engorged nipples before she adjusted her bra and threw on a shirt.
“Everyone left.” Even disguised in their human form the two teens made for a tight fit on the changing room bench. Selena had to be creative in keeping Jezebel straddled on top of her lap, holding her tightly by the small of her back and where she could now feel a furred tail emerging. “Full, partial, or human?” There would be no points for guessing which the cat and anime-loving girl preferred. Her hands and feet were feline paws, but the fur only ran half-way up her arms. “Shall we hunt our prey, my Alpha?”
Selena pushed her off and rolled her eyes when the Succubus landed on her clawed feet, “Don’t make this any weirder, Bell.” She hissed underneath her breath, barely stifling a laugh that could’ve alerted Abbie and Chloe still in the showers. “Bad enough that you’re trying to pass your ears as a headband at school.”
“Works, doesn’t it, Miss-I-Just-Like-Wearing-Hats-Suddenly. Hey, what about of telling everyone my tail is a buttplug? Nobody would dare to check. It’d be absolutely fool proof.” So many things were wrong with that statement. Selena had to bite hard on her tongue to not burst out.