"Now then ladies, how long will he be like that?" asked Martha, staring at her husband.
"William will become fully human again at dawn," replied Frances, while staring at the kitchen wall clock. "He's already becoming more coherent and less sex crazed."
"As if," scoffed Samantha. "Before he tried to rape me he talked about, and I quote, 'starting a harem by breeding every were-bitch he could get his paws on'."
"Doesn't surprise me," revealed Martha. "Even if you're right and William's a victim of circumstances this time, he's far from innocent when it comes to straying."
"That will be a problem too," admitted Frances, staring at the werefox. "Until he's able to consummate—"
"You mean fuck," corrected Samantha.
"Until William is able to have sex with the werevixen that transformed him," continued Frances, "he will involuntarily change into a werefox every night at sundown until the two of them get together and—"
"Dance the horizontal mambo," realized Martha.
"Right," said Frances, hoping she didn't get interrupted again. "Until that happens, William won't be in control of the werefox side of his new nature. Once that's out of his system, no pun intended," she added quickly to avoid any comments from the other ladies, "he will have full control over when and if he changes. However, I can't guarantee that the delay in totally completing his first transformation won't have any psychological affects on him down the road."
"William always has been a horny bastard," admitted Martha. "I'm surprised he didn't get picked up by some were-satyress or something even more randy."
"Actually, there's no such thing as a were-satyress," began Frances. "The myth started back when—" but was cut off by a stern look from Samantha.
She then turned and asked Martha, "Is there any thing else we can do for you?", while placing a paw on the housewife's shoulder.
"Yes," said Mrs. Anderson. "I'll run upstairs and get him a change of clothes. Keep William tied up until after he changes back. Then he can clean up for the day and take a quick nap on the couch until he has to leave for work. Meanwhile, I'm staying up until after the boys are awake and getting ready to go to school. Can you two stay until then?"
The lesbian werecat couple looked at each other and then said, "Sure," almost in unison. "And if you're worried about any possible pregnancy from him when or if you ever do decide to give William a break, there are some very good birth control pills available for all the different were species. I can help you get some later this morning," offered Samantha. And maybe I'll pick some up for myself, just in case. she thought, staring at William again. The whole time the ladies had been talking, he had sat there looking sad and apologetic. Not an act I'm buying.
"Good. When I get him some clothes, I'll go ahead and get dressed for the day," said Martha. "Then I'll come back down here and fix all of us some breakfast. Meanwhile, I'd like to see you tonight in a more quiet and... intimate setting. Ben can come over here and spend the night with Eric and Nate if you don't mind, because I think it's time I let myself live again and see what life as a were is all about," she said, looking at the two ladies before her.
Frances and Samantha stared at each other for a moment, before Frances turned to Martha and said, "I'm not sure if you're aware of this Martha, but both of us are interested in you."
"Good," said Martha with a genuine smile. "Because I don't think I could ever choose between the two of you," she added, before hugging both of her friends and soon to be lovers.