Meadow went downstairs to their kitchen, and grabbed a couple of glasses from the cupboard. She took them over to the sink and filled them both with water. Trembling with excitement Meadow grabbed the bottle she'd bought from the store earlier in the day and very carefully added a single drop to her own glass before placing it back in her coat pocket. She didn't want Imi to find it.
Just as Meadow went to grab the glasses her cat Beano jumped onto the table, meowing loudly. Meadow scratched under his chin, 'are you hungry boy? Let's get you some dinner'. Distracted by the task of feeding Beano, Meadow didn't realise that she had accidentally switched the glasses. She climbed back up to the bedroom, both women drinking deep before settling down for the night.
Despite the fact that she had had sex not ten minutes ago, Meadow still felt incredibly horny, excited at what the morning might bring. She struggled to fall asleep, too excited, like a child on Christmas Eve, constantly rubbing her arms just to check if anything had happened yet. Imi, on the other hand, had fallen asleep almost instantly, though her dreams were anything but restful.
Imi was walking through a moonlight dappled forest, but although she was alone in the dark, she felt excited, not afraid. As she walked she slowly began to hear footsteps around her, what sounded like other people, and maybe even animals, walking alongside her, just out of sight. Eventually she entered into a clearing where a woman wearing animal furs stood obscured by the shadows of the trees.
'Come closer my child, be welcome in my forest', the woman whispered sensuosly.
Awake, Imi would have run in the opposite direction, but in her dream her inhibitions were removed and she moved cautiously forward. As she did so, she realised that the woman was young, beautiful and full figured, and that we wasn't wearing animal furs but instead had body hair so thick it looked like fur. Imi smiled, 'shame Mead isn't here to enjoy this' she thought to herself, remembering her girlfriends fetish for hairy women. As she approached closer, the woman raised a clawed hand and stroked Imi's cheeck sensuously, a gentle growl reverberating in her throat. Not a threat, but a vocalisation of her arousal.
Imi also reached out, and rested her hand on the woman hair shoulder. The grey hairs stark against her own dark skin. Her second hand reach out, and cupped the woman's full breast. The hairy woman pushed forward slightly, her now erect nipple hard against Imi's palm. 'Yesss', she whispered. The two women continued to embrace and Imi realised for the first time that she was naked, as she relished the sensation of the womans wiry pubic hairs and softer chest hairs rubbing against her own skin. 'Mmm, I'm starting to see why Meadow likes this...'.
Lost in sensation, Imi hardly noticed as other hands reached out of the darkness and began stroking her throat and her breasts, pulling at the thick black hair over her mound. Some of the hands were clawed, some were covered in hair of varying shades, all were female, and all seemingly expert at arousal. Just as the other woman leaned in to kiss Imi, her thin moustached tickling her own smooth skin, a clawed finger gently pushed into her pussy. Imi came instantly, though her vocalisations were muffled by the thick lips still engulfing her own. The orgams was so powerful that her legs turned to jelly, but the hands roaming her body gently lowered her to the ground. Imi closed her eyes and felt a rough tongue slide against her clit, bringing forth another orgasm, then another...
Meadow was awoken by Imi's fifth orgasm that caused her still sleeping body to buck wildly in their bed. She grabbed her phone, 4 am. Putting the phone back down she rubbed her calves against each other, still smooth as a baby, maybe it just takes a bit longer to work? Meadow was starting to doubt the effectiveness of beast juice when her moving legs came into contact with Imi's and felt something strange. Curious Meadow reached down under the covers and touched her girlfriends thigh, her fingers finding a light dusting of prickly hair. Imi stopped shaving in winter for Meadow's pleasure, but even after months, se had never grown hair on her thights before. Meadows fingers continued questing, over Imi's knee and down onto her lower legs, which were absolutely covered in thick hairs, over a centimetre in length. Meadow didn't know whether to be disappointed in her own lack of change or supremely aroused by Imi's new fur, and before she could decide her girlfriend came again, so violently this time she not only woke herself up, but squirted into Meadow's hand.
As Imi lay there panting, Meadow fancied that here eye teeth were just a little sharper than usual...