Selena struggled to think, her cock still hadn’t cum and kept throbbing and the pressure building at its base kept distracting her. Imagining Amber joining had her mind all messed up and curious what she’d look like as a Weretiger with a hard and thick shaft. On the other hand, she had come here to be honest. Under different circumstances, but who really cared about that right now. Having the Cheetah coach clued into the Weretiger pack she was building would make everything so much easier if she planned to recruit some of the basketball players.
Then Selena winced in sympathy when she noticed Jezebel’s eyes glowing pink and was clearly trying to hypnotize the teacher. Amber, reacting by instinct, ended the attempt by twisting the Succubus’ feline ear. “Don’t hurt her!” This was as out of control as Selena could let things go. “Release Jez and I’ll tell you everything.”
A “Tell us what?” and “Neat costume,” came from the showers. Abbie and Chloe stood at the entrance. The water seemed to rise like steam off their flush and wet bodies. Whatever they had been doing must’ve been something special. Abbie seemed out of breath, and her lips were glistening with something more than water droplets. While Chloe kept rubbing her closed thighs together.
“First off, Jezebel isn’t wearing a costume.” Selena also added after she followed Abbie’s gaze to her crotch and slowly softening shaft. “Yeah, our cocks are real. Someone interrupted me as I was about to cum.” Abbie opened her mouth then closed it again. While she spoke, Amber had also freed Jezebel. Catching her packmate in her arms, the Alpha held her close and took strength from her warmth and nuzzled close. “Ugh, just let’s rip the band-aid off. We’re Weretigers. You’re one of the best friends I have Abbie. More than that, which is why wanted you to join our pack together with your girlfriend.”
Nobody needed any further explanation about what Selena meant. Amber knew about her team captain’s foster situation, and Jezebel had been told enough details that her Alpha felt comfortable to share without Abbie’s permission.
Selena unleashed her inner beast, despite everything she relished in the feeling of her body expanding and taking on what she considered her natural form. A deep and pleased purr pushed past her lips as her face pushed out into a muzzle and became feline with black-streaked white and wild fur burst out from underneath her skin.
Jezebel transformed alongside her Alpha, she was was already half-way there and the growing muscles mass rippling through her limbs and core soon disappeared under the white and black patterned fur. The hybrid’s breasts were actually becoming smaller and firmer as her pectorals and abdominals swelled with new girth. They were still full and massive, Jezebel’s Succubus nature could only be denied so far. The raven-haired Weretiger’s back arched and she moaned huskily as her demonic wings blossomed before it transitioned into a triumphant and low growl.
The finishing touches were still coming in for Selena. She retracted her claws into her padded and soft paws as soon as they came in. The transformation was reinvigorating her cock and the sheathed member stood erect and inhumanely large together with Jezebel’s shaft. All the cum she had kept at bay bubbled out in a white stream than ran down its length.
Taking herself out of the haze and the lashing of her emerging tail, Selena spared a glance at her friend. Her heart jumped with excitement. Whenever Abbie’s face became like that, she was trying to hide how jealous she was. “Like it?” Selena said, hardly doing anything to keep the sultry smugness out of her voice. This is how an Alpha should sound. Part of her wanted it to come more naturally than usually it did, though. No, bad inferiority complex! Bad!
“You’re... you’re gorgeous. Shit, you’re offering to make like that too?” No one could stop the Cheetahs’ team captain from gushing. “Chloe?”
“Let’s freaking do it. You promises to take care of us, especially Abbie, if we join your pack, Selena?” Her girlfriend managed to be more measured and ideas were grinding in the back of her mind. “D-do the cocks work, because if so...” Chloe shared a private look with Abbie.
“Well, since we’re asking questions, what is up with Jezebel?” The Phys Ed teacher interrupted and cut through the celebration. “And can you two de-transform. The changing rooms weren’t made for Weretigers, I’m pretty sure.”
“Uh,” Selena flinched, but followed Amber’s instruction. The wild euphoria coursing through her subsided slightly when she returned to her human form. Fully female this time. “In reverse, she is a Succubus, part-Succubus,” Amber’s eyes opened as no doubt a lot of things about the demon, including her reputation as the school slut, made much more sense, “as for the first, Jezebel says they do. Given the other thing, I think we should trust her. So what happens now?”
“Nothing. I caught you having sex with Jezebel, if I brought it up then it'd end with half the faculty fired.” Jezebel agreed, she had fucked a lot of the staff. Amber either didn't notice the somewhat sheepish but satisfied chin bob coming from the Succubus or, more likely, ignored it. “I can, however, punish you for skipping class, which I'm absolutely positive you are. Don't deny it.” Selena silently swore by the Moon she wouldn't, but she hadn't expected the turn Amber took. “I'll talk with the teachers. Your absence is my fault for having had you clean out the equipment storage. Since you haven't actually done it, you two will stay after school. Abbie, Chloe, you too. And anyone else involved. Figured we all could have a long talk in private. I'm not dealing with all of this with four naked eighteen year-olds right now.”
After Abbie and Chloe, Naomi was at the top of the list from the Cheetahs. Selena could ask if it was only team members or also included other students, though Amber didn't look like she was in the mood for questions. Not angry, beyond the obvious, just not in the mood as she probably sorted out everything that the Weretiger Alpha had unceremoniously dumped on them.
Selena knew she was running out of time to answer if she wanted Amber to stay on this side of not-angry. She could almost hear the ‘Anything else?’ behind the teacher's gesture when she folded her arms. Moon, all those tattooed arms were seriously hot.