It was a couple of hours before Kim emerged from my room. She was still naked, though she was slightly covered with my bathrobe, a black silk robe. She joined me on the couch, smiling at me seductively. "Hey there, sexy," she cooed, kissing me on the cheek.
"Feeling better?" I asked her.
"I feel grrrreat!" she replied, growling slightly. Holy shit, it turned me on to be near her!
"Cool," I said. There was an awkward pause between us, and we both kind of stared at the floor. Part of me felt very, VERY guilty about what we'd done a couple hours earlier. Part of me wanted to do it again, and again, and again. I could sense that was going on in her head too, not that I was surprised. I wondered how much of this was because of me being a werewolf, and getting some sort of a heightened sense thing going on, and how much was the natural bond we'd always shared as twins.
"So, umm..." Kim began, clearing her throat, "How long have you been a werewolf?"
"Not long at all, actually," I told her, not sure if I should mention the ring, "Today was the first time I changed."
"Wow," she replied. "I'm happy for you. I remember when we were kids how obsessed you were with werewolves. I remember how bad you wanted to be one."
"Yeah," I laughed, reminiscing.
"I remember you telling me that you wanted to grow up and marry a shewolf," Kim said, "We were twelve and had just watched 'The Howling'...and you were completely in love with Marsha Quist!"
"She was hot!" I protested, still giggling, "She had long black hair, gorgeous eyes, a body devoid of fat, and a killer sex drive! Not to mention, she was a werewolf. I mean come on, she was fucking hot!"
"Hmmm," Kim said, a concentrated look on her face, "Long black hair, gorgeous eyes, fatless body, high sex drive, werewolf. Wow...that describes me completely now. How long have you been wanting to fuck me, bro?" She had a smirk on her face, but what she'd said was kind of creepily true.
"Umm...it's...it's not like that," I stammered, trying to come up with something to say, struggling to find the words.
"No, Joey, it's cool," she said, resting a hand on my knee, not trying to tease, just reassure. "I didn't tell you this, before, because I had fun fucking with you about Marsha back in the day, but I understood why it turned you on. Not that I really wanted Eddie to fuck me, or anything like that...he was creepy. But...as I got older and more mature, the fantasy of a man...who could change really...REALLY turned me on. So I get it...I didn't think that seeing it for real could inspire me to give you a blowjob...but..just....umm earlier it just...was so...intense, you know?"
"Yeah," I said, "It was certainly intense."
"Joey," Kim said, "What happened wasn't wrong."
"I know," I replied, not really believing it.
"Joey, listen to me," Kim said, "I had this realization, as the werewolf side of me came into being a little while ago. The werewolf side of you isn't related to me. You weren't born with it. Same thing for the wolf in me..it's not related to you."
"Okay," I said, kind of realizing where she was going with this.
"Therefore, as long as one of us is either fully changed, or changing, it's not REALLY incest, at least not totally," she said.
"Yeah, alright, I get what you're saying," I replied, still unsure of if I could really go along with her theory.
I guess she knew that I wasn't 100 percent on board with her logic, because she continued making her point on our new condition. "Joey, the reason why I'm telling you this is that when I woke up, the first thing I wanted to do was come out here and change and fuck. This whole time, I've been holding the change back, but it's getting REAL hard to keep it in check. So I'll make you a deal...if I change, and you don't fuck me, I'll know that it's just too weird for you, and I'll never make a case for it again."
"Sounds fair," I reasoned, "So...you were meaning, now?" I'd already gotten slightly erect..knowing that she was going to change. I could feel my own lupine side growing active again.
Kim got off the couch, opening the robe, letting it fall to the floor. "That was the plan," she said, a wild grin on her face.