"Well," Carrie said, "I was a sorority girl in college, so this isn't THAT weird..I mean..umm..aside from the
werewolf part."
"Great," Dr. Thompson said. She opened a drawer on the desk, pulling out a syringe, then tapped it before
working the plunger for a second before laying it on the desk. "I'm gonna have you sign some papers.." she
said, handing a clipboard over to Carrie, "And while you're filling those out and signing them, I'm going to
go round up our resident tier 4."
Carrie filled out the papers, barely reading before signing them. Her mind was full of thoughts that were
making it very hard to concentrate. Her mouth was dry, and her heart was beating hard, not just because of the
leap she was taking. Becoming a werewolf wasn't THAT big of a deal, the more she thought of it. When they
left, she'd be regular Carrie. The thought of having some girl-on-girl action, however..that was quite
enticing. And really..though werewolves were more her husband's thing..she'd seen some of the artwork he'd
drawn of women shifting, and she had to admit, it turned her on.
The door opened, and the Doctor returned with a redhaired woman, her hair pulled up in a ponytail and dressed
in white nurse's scrubs. "This is Jill," the doctor helpfully informed her. "She's been here two years, and a
tier four for the past 6 months. You have NOTHING to worry about. She's bound by the same confidentiality
anyone else here would be, and noone has EVER had a bad incident with her."
"Great!" Carrie said, probably sounding too happy, she realized. "It's..umm..nice to meet you, Jill."
Jill smiled, pulling her hair down out of the ponytail. "Ponytails are kind of a no-go if you know you're
going to shift, just as an FYI. The hair kind of pulls when you change." Jill gave her a disarming smile and
moved closer, taking Carrie's hand and guiding her gently out of the chair and onto her feet. She pulled
Carrie closer, leaning in and sniffing her neck. "It's okay to be nervous," she whispered in Carrie's ear,
before nipping her earlobe lightly. "That's what the pheremones are for..just sniff me a few times..and you'll
relax.."
Carrie complied, burying her face into the hollow of Jill's collarbone and inhaling deeply several times. Her
heart rate slowed, and she stared heavy-lidded into the woman's eyes. She'd been right, of course. Carrie
wasn't nervous any more. She knew what she wanted. She wanted to bed this woman. Carrie was aware of a
pinprick in her shoulder, and the doctor saying "I'll leave you two alone." The door opened once more and then
shut again.