During basketball practice, Abbie kept staring thoughtfully at her coach, Amber Mitchell-Erickson. Amber was fairly young for a teacher, about 26 years old. She was built like an amazon warrior with bulging biceps and rock-hard abs. The more Abbie thought about it, the more Coach Mitchell-Erickson seemed like an ideal recruit for Selena's werehyena pack.
Abbie turned to Chloe. "Is it just me, or is our coach the most perfect werehyena ever?"
"But she's an adult!" Chloe protested.
"We'll be adults ourselves in about a year," Abbie countered, shrugging. "And there are certain benefits to recruiting adults into the pack. Coach Mitchell-Erickson and her wife live on their own rather than with their parents like we do. If they became werehyenas, then we could get a second cub right away besides the one Ashlee and Zoey are having together."
"But what about the Ring of Embraces?" asked Chloe. "Selena creates new werehyenas by fucking them! Selena would need to have sex with an adult to transform Coach Mitchell-Erickson! I'm 99% sure that's illegal."
"Illegal but fun!" Hailey laughed, joining the debate. "I know I've certainly fantasized about taking Coach Mitchell-Erickson's scrumptious body for a spin. I mean, how could you NOT wanna stroke those massive, tattooed biceps?"
"I know what you mean," Chloe sighed wistfully. "I just don't wanna get our coach in trouble."
"Who says the cops ever need to find out, Chloe?" Hailey asked. "If you're that squeamish, doesn't Selena still have that Werebrush thing? She can use the brush on Coach Mitchell-Erickson when the next full moon comes around, and then Coach Mitchell-Erickson can use the Ring of Embraces to fuck her wife into werehyenahood. All nice and legal."
"I like it," Abbie grinned.
"Sounds legit," Chloe nodded. "Let's ask her after practice."
Once basketball practice was winding down, Abbie, Chloe, and Hailey pulled Amber Mitchell-Erickson aside.
"Hey, Coach?" Abbie whispered. "We need to talk to you about something in private. Can you come to the locker room with us?"
Amber nodded and followed the three girls to the locker room. "What's the big secret, girls?" she asked, running a hand through her short blonde hair.
"We need to show you something about ourselves," Abbie said. "Something huge."
"Just promise to not freak out," Chloe asked.
"Personally, I think you'll fucking love it!" Hailey winked.
"Okay, I won't freak out," said Amber, "but what...?" She trailed off as the three girls suddenly began stripping naked. "Okay, this had better not be what it looks like!" she added.
"It isn't, I swear," Chloe said once she and the others were fully nude. "Watch."
Suddenly, the three basketball players began to change. Their already curiously hairy bodies began to grow even hairier, until they were covered in what looked like fur, complete with wild manes growing down their backs. They grew taller as their muscle bulked up to a nearly inhuman degree. Amber stared in shock as the girls' feet morphed into what looked like animalistic paws and furry tails burst out of their asses.
"WHAT THE FUCK?!!" Amber shout.
"Like I said, don't freak out," said Chloe, claws beginning to form on the nails of her outstretched hand. "Just keep watching."
Amber nodded wordlessly, watching as the girls' breasts swelled in size and a smaller pair of secondary tits developed below them. The trio's faces then pushed out into three feral muzzles filled with the sharp teeth of carnivores. Their noses became round, black, and velvety as their ears reshaped into giant spheres and climbed to the tops of the girls' heads. Abbie, Chloe, and Hailey had transformed into a trio of hulking hyena-women!
And the transformation was not done yet! Amber noticed something happening to the three girls clits. Their nubs appeared to be swelling, growing longer... and longer... and longer! Soon, the three sex organs were dangling down to the hyena-girls' knees. The jumbo-clits then began to reshape somewhat, more closely resembling a male penis. Sacks of loose skin then began growing behind the dicks, which soon filled with what had to be balls... although Abbie's sack looked slightly emptier than the other two.
"Ta-da!" Hailey sang out, hir voice deepened to a smoky contralto. "Like what you see, Coach?"
"It's... awesome," Amber gasped dumbly, dazed by the spectacle of three of her students transforming into naked furry amazons with muscles bigger than even her own. "But... uhhh... what the actual hell are you?"
"Werehyenas," Abbie answered. "We're part of a new pack, and Selena Lyall's our alpha."
"I feel like I just fell into one of those corny paranormal romances that Britt reads," Amber said, clutching a tattooed hand to her forehead. "You know what? I'm just gonna roll with it. Pretty sure that's the only way I'll stay sane. So, you're werehyenas, huh?"
"Yeah," nodded Chloe. "The whole team is, aside from Diana Lyall. She's a werewolf, you see."
"But you said her sister Selena's your alpha," Amber said.
"That's because Selena was unlucky enough to be born a regular human instead of a werewolf," Abbie explained. "Feeling left out, she went to a shop run by a witch, bought something to turn herself into a werehyena, and started our pack."
"And what's the deal with those cocks?" Amber asked.
"Werehyenas are a pretty special breed of werebeast," said Abbie. "We're an entire species of hermaphrodites." Shi playfully waggled hir cock for effect. "Our pronouns in our beast-person forms are shi/hir. Oh, please excuse my baggy, mutilated ballsack. A sparring match with Riley went to hell and I lost one of my testicles. Don't worry, there's a way to regrow it."
"That's good to know," said Amber. "You should really take better care of your body."
"Believe me, I've fucking learned that the hard way," Abbie sighed, fondling the empty half of hir scrote. "Anyway, we're showing you this because we wanna invite you into the pack as our newest werehyena."
"You mean... I could look like you?" Amber gasped, suddenly feeling as tiny as her petite wife Brittany.
"Absolutely, Coach Mitchell-Erickson," said Chloe.
"Please, call me Amber if we're going to be packmates," said Amber.
"Got it, Amber," said Chloe. "But yes, you can totally become a werehyena yourself. So can Brittany if she's interested."
"She will be," said Amber. "Britt can't get enough of romance novels about werebeasts, shifters, and magic crap like that."
"Now, there's two ways to become a werehyena," said Abbie. "Selena usually uses a magic cock ring called the Ring of Embraces to transform us, but that would mean you'd have to have sex with one of us. You comfortable with that?"
"Hmm..." Amber mused. "On the one hand, Britt and I have a pretty open relationship. We have threesomes with Delilah du Charme all the time. On the other hand, you're teens. That's a little weird, isn't it?"
"There is another way," said Chloe. "Selena also owns an enchanted brush called the Werebrush. If she uses it to brush a hyena at the zoo and then brushes your hair with it on the night of the full moon, you'll become a werehyena."
"Borrrrrrring!" Hailey sneered. "Who's gonna pass up a sexy transformation? And why? Because we're applying human sexual morals to werebeasts?! Besides, are Amber and Brittany really gonna wait until the next full moon? That's weeks from today! With the Ring of Embraces, they could be werehyenas tomorrow."
"That's for Amber to decide for herself, Hailey," Chloe reprimanded.
Abbie's eyes suddenly found themselves roving over Amber's numerous tattoos and piercings. "You know, Amber, I've always really admired your body art. Where'd you get it done? Diana Lyall says that body art like tattoos and piercings are a big part of traditional werebeast culture, and I bet Selena would like to know a good place to get some ink and nose rings."
"This is all Britt's work," Amber said proudly, holding out her arms to better display her tattoos.
"Your wife?" Chloe gasped. "But... but she's so feminine-looking."
"Britt's full of surprises, Chloe," laughed Amber. "She may be a total girly girl, but body art is her passion. She's pursued it as a hobby for years, and she actually wants to quit her job to open a tattoo-and-piercing parlor."
"I think she'll fit right in with the pack," Abbie smiled. "Now, are you good with Selena transforming you with the Ring of Embraces tomorrow, or would you rather wait for the full moon and have the Werebrush used on you instead?"