"I think I can answer that for you, James," said Claire's mother,
pushing open the door. She shoots all the girls a look, and they stare
at the floor before all massing on one side of the room, watching her
intently.
Claire's mom sits down on the edge of the bed, patting the spot next
to her, a wordless invitation to sit next to her. "You and Claire have
been friends for years, haven't you?" she asks.
You nod. "Yeah, since grade school. You're like a second mom to me."
It's not a lie; you can't count the number of times you've been to
their house over the years.
She smiles at you. "I've watched you and Claire grow up together.
You're practically like the son I never had, Jimmy." You tense at the
"Jimmy" comment, having gone by James to most of the world for the
past five years. Jimmy just sounded too young for your liking.
"There's something she's never told you though. Something I made her
keep secret...we..I wasn't sure how you would react," she says,
watching you quite intently.
"Huh?" You ask, puzzled at both how intently she's looking at you, and
at what the secret might be.
"The women in our family..." Claire's mother paused. "We..have
something that makes us different. Something that happens when we hit
sixteen."
Claire had been sixteen for a few months now. You looked at her,
trying to puzzle out what it could be. She'd certainly blossomed more
in the past couple months, with her tits clearly growing and her ass
tightening up. You tried not to dwell much on it, but it had been
harder and harder to avoid looking at her differently of late. Claire
blushed ever so slightly at your closer inspection of her, staring at
the floor quickly. "Uhh...really?" you ask, not wanting to say
something like "Oh, you mean you turn smoking HOT at sixteen?"
Claire's mother nodded. "Something in us...awakens. Some people call
it a blessing. Some people call it a curse. I think it's wonderful.
Claire thinks it's wonderful. All the girls think it's wonderful.
But...it's contagious." The girls were acting vaguely odd now,
shifting their weight from side to side. Hannah and Ashley had slid
next to each other, and Ashley had slipped an arm around Hannah. It
was hard to tell, but it looked for a moment like she'd grabbed her
friend's ass!
"Umm....contagious?" you ask. Not even thinking about it, you slip a
hand over your mouth and nose, as though that would help. Shit..if it
was airborne, it was potentially too late.
Claire's mother laughed. "No..it's not contagious like that. You need
more than to just breathe our air....but this gift, this blessing...it
awakens...desires in people who have it," she said, choosing her words
carefully. Claire is blushing quite hard now, but looks up, giving you
a subtle nod to indicate that you're most definitely something she
desires.
"Are you telling me that you're cool with me hooking up with Claire?"
you ask, really wanting to make sure everyone's on the same page.
Claire's mother nodded. "Yes, but James...you need to
understand...she's very contagious. And I'm not asking you to just be
her boyfriend or her partner. If you're with my daughter tonight, or
any of the girls here...you'll be more than that forever."
"Uhh, you lost me somewhere along the line," you say.
"You'll be alpha male of our pack, James. What..awakens in us is
lycanthropy. We're werewolves. Claire started forming a pack not long
after her first change. The desire, at least in girls..it's not just
for men. That, and I fought against telling you. I wasn't sure that
you were ready for this. But..I think you are, James."
"Uhh...I.." you stammer, getting set to respond, rather confused at
the dead serious expression on Claire's mother's face.