"So, which plan do we go with?"
"Let's go to the bar," Luna decided. "I just turned 21, so I can get in easy." She tossed her lustrous red curls with a smirk. "Perks of being a college student."
"What about me?" Diana asked. "I'm still only 17."
Luna opened her purse and pulled out what looked like a driver's license. "I'll let you have my old fake ID. My sorority and I used tricks like this all the time until we hit the drinking age."
"Sweet!" Diana grinned as she took the fake driver's license. "So, which bar will we go to?"
"Vodka Voodoo Bar & Grill," Luna answered. "It's the most popular place in town."
Diana nodded before shifting into her wolfgirl form. Luna did the same and both werewolf girls sprinted off to their respective cars. They would have happily just run all the way to Vodka Voodoo Bar & Grill, but cars were better for busy public spaces like downtown Stokerville. Once they arrived in human form, they showed their IDs to the bouncer and entered. The sisters did their best to tune out the gaudy jungle décor (as well as the stink of tobacco and alcohol that was even more potent to their lupine senses) to focus on the patrons.
"Let's try those two," Luna said, pointing to a pair of young men. "They look around my age. The one on the left might even be a couple years younger."
"Do you think they'll mind our body hair?" Diana asked. "Yours still hasn't fully grown back, but I look like a goddamn Sasquatch in my human form."
"It's 2022, Sis," Luna said with a confident grin. "Some guys aren't afraid to admit that this look turns them on. If not these two, somebody here has to think our hairy bods are hot."
Diana nodded and approached the two guys with her sister. The older guy had dark brown hair and a tall, lean physique. The younger one was blond. While he was as lean and wiry as the other guy, her was much shorter. Both of them had green eyes.
"Hey there," Luna said with a wink. "My sister and I are looking for a good time, and I think we just found it." She giggled and gave her boobs a quick shimmy. "I'm Luna Lyall, and this is my sister Diana."
"Nice to meet you," the older-looking boy grinned. "I'm Dylan, and the virgin's my brother Jake."
"Please tell me your last name isn't Black!" Diana blurted out, having traumatic flashback's to Stephenie Meyer's patently offensive Twilight novels, featuring Jacob Black, the werewolf pedophile.
"Nah, it's Clancy," Dylan laughed. "Why? Is Black the last name of your ex or something?"
"No, it's just... I really hated Jacob from Twilight," Diana answered, slightly embarrassed.
"You and everybody else!" Dylan chuckled. "Those books were pure horseshit. What a fucking disgrace to werewolves!"
"Oh, so you like werewolves?" Luna said with a wolfish grin.
"Yeah, what's not to like?" Dylan nodded. "Werewolves are cool as hell!"
"You'll hear no disagreement from us!" Diana laughed.
"I'm not surprised," Dylan chuckled. "You look like werewolves with all that hair on your arms and legs."
"Do you mean that in a nice way or in an 'I'm gonna be a judgmental asshole tonight' way?" Luna asked.
"In a nice way," Dylan said with a reassuring smile. "Hairy girls are fucking sexy!"
"Just checking," Luna said. "I shaved for years and only just stopped last night." She stared ruefully down at her legs. "I just wish it would grow back faster. All I've got right now is some measly stubble."
"Hey, you'll get there eventually," Dylan said kindly. "If your sister's gloriously furry gams are anything to go by, you'll be hirsute as fuck once you've grown it all back out."
"It will," Luna nodded. "You could say it's in my blood."
"Our mom makes Bigfoot look fucking bald," Diana chimed in.
"I like the sound of those genes," Dylan said approvingly. "The hair on your heads ain't bad either. I'm lovin' the red color."
"It's natural," Luna smiled, flattered. "The color's another family trait."
"Hey, why hasn't Jake said anything?" Diana asked. "You've been doing all the talking, Dylan."
"My little bro's pretty damn shy," Dylan said with a shrug. "I brought him here to get him out of his shell a bit. Dude could do with a change."
"You could say that," Luna giggled, enjoying her private joke.
"Had to use a phony ID that my friend Rick cooked up to get Rick in," Dylan explained. "He's still in high school." Dylan looked Diana over. "Say, you look around Jake's age. I was kinda hoping he could score with a girl tonight. Think my little bro might be your type?"
Diana forced herself to not let it slip that she was a lesbian. "Yeah, I'd be down for that." She flawlessly imitated Luna's sly wink. "Wanna head out to my car, Jake? There's plenty of room in my back seat."
Jake blushed, his face turning red as a beet. "Uhh... yeah? I mean, if you'd really... want me. And if... if Dylan's sure our parents won't find out. I'm only 17, so I still live with them, and..." Jake trailed off, beginning to bite his nails.
Luna looked askance at Jake. Would this boy take to the life of a werewolf warrior?
Diana took Jake's hand and smiled at him. "Hey, it's okay. Nobody but the four of us need to know."
"But what if I suck at it?" Jake asked anxiously. "I'm a virgin."
"But I'm not," Luna said soothingly. "Just let me take the lead and you'll do fine."
"Okay..." Jake said, admiring Diana's bulging muscles as they rippled beneath her hairy skin. "I mean, you are the exact kind of woman I've been fantasizing about."
"And you're the kind I've been fantasizing about," Dylan said, ogling Luna. The older redhead wasn't as buff as her younger sister, but she was still fit and toned. In spite of her wiry muscle, her tits were enormous and her ass was plenty curvy. She wore her red hair long, and it was curly, silky and shiny. Her eyes were a brilliant shade of emerald.
"That's exactly what I want to hear," Luna grinned enticingly. "While the kids are having their fun, I say we have some fun of our own in my car. I think you'll find I'm full of surprises."
Dylan matched Luna's grin. "I'm in."