"It's okay, Lolita, I understand. So does John. He's been fighting temptation to give into his werewolf fantasies. Me...well, before I was with John, I'd been exclusively with girls for three years. Even now, sometimes I'll see a cute girl and wonder what she tastes like, or how her tongue might feel on me. Sometimes when John's not home, I'll hop online and watch lesbian porn, fingering myself the whole time. I never really told him, because I was afraid of how he might react," Carrie said, hugging Lolita, slightly enjoying John's shocked look.
"And sometimes, the only way to deal with temptation is to give into it," Carrie said, following it up with a wolf-whistle.
Its effect on Lolita was as profound as in the strips. Immediately, her eyes doubled in size, flaring bright red. "Ah...ahh...ohh..ggrrgggg..." Lolita uttered a series of garbled noises, her body beginning to tremble.
"Oh, holy...shit!" John said, unable to look away, tugging at the waistband of his pants, pulling his cock out, starting to stroke it.
Carrie had other thoughts though, hiking up her skirt and pulling her panties down. "Fuck me while we watch her shift!" Carrie said, falling to all fours. John eagerly complied, slamming it into Carrie's already wet slit.
Lolita's legs began to swell, tearing the stockings as her feet exploded from her shoes. Lolita's dress began to strain at the seems as her shoulders widened, and her already large breasts swelled outward. Carrie had a great view up her dress and saw she had no panties on. With a tearing sound, the dress fell away, and Lolita stood in all her naked glory. Carrie was overwhelmed by the scent of her musk- it was a honeylike scent, sweet yet subtle. Carrie looked up at the shuddering Lolita, licking her lips, wondering if she could comprehend.
Lolita looked down at them, then made eye contact with Carrie, smiling broadly as her ears swept up and elongated into almost cartoonishly large werewolf ears, and fangs slid past her lips. She took a couple steps closer, bringing her slit to Carrie's face, just close enough for Carrie to begin to lick her. "Grr...grahhh..ahha..ahhhhrrrgghhh!" Lolita grunted, musk and cum pouring down her thighs thanks to Carrie's experienced tongue.
Carrie felt Lolita's pussy quivering madly under her tongue, quivering impossibly fast. She felt the first few strands of fur blossom under her tongue, and heard new noises, the sound of bone snapping and reshaping as Lolita's muzzle stretched out and her nose blackened. Dark red fur raced across her body, and two smaller sets of breasts blossomed on her torso. "AHROOOOOOOOO!" Lolita howled, rattling the walls, grinding her sex against Carrie's tongue now, until a virtual bucket of it poured into her mouth.
"Ohh...ohh shit!" cried John, erupting in Carrie.
The trio separated momentarily, basking in the afterglow of the incredible sex. Lolita began to revert after a couple of minutes, and Carrie went to clean up.
When she came out of the bathroom, she saw the naked Lolita smiling at John, their fingertips slightly touching. Lolita smiled at her as well, getting up to kiss her passionately. "Most women can't make me cum hard enough to revert until they've already had the bite from me or one of the other girls," Lolita said, kissing her again.
"What can I say?" Carrie asked, "I'm a natural," eliciting giggles from all three.