With some difficulty, Sam disentangled his shorts from around his feet and searched for
his cell phone. "I'm dialing Connor's number. We've got to get him over here" he
declared.
After a short but muffled conversation, he growled quietly to himself and shoved the
phone into the pocket of his shorts, dropping them to the floor and embracing his furry
"nudity." After all, he was a lion now (or at least mostly). What did he need clothes for?
For a moment, all the conversation in the room stopped. Brad McKennis, who was licking
the quickly drying bear cum off his hand-paw, looked up in anticipation. "So, is he
coming?" asked Daisy impatiently, one of the few humans left in the room.
"Yeah, he's gonna come," responded Sam, "but he's in the car with his sister Mary. He said
that he didn't have time to drop her off and come over on his own." "Oh well, she'll just be
here for the show" said Claire, a single digit still massaging her swollen skunk clit.
In no time, the sound of the doorbell ringing filled the living room. The two football
players and six cheerleaders looked at one another. How would Connor and his sister not
freak out when faced with a a menagerie of bear morphs (Brad), lion morphs (Sam), skunk
morphs (Claire and Diane), fox morphs (Jennifer and Jill), and two naked chicks for good
measure (Daisy and Liz)?