{"id":912,"date":"2023-10-01T15:20:21","date_gmt":"2023-10-01T22:20:21","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.hidden-shelf.com\/?p=912"},"modified":"2023-10-01T15:20:21","modified_gmt":"2023-10-01T22:20:21","slug":"begging-for-attention-ch-02","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.hidden-shelf.com\/?p=912","title":{"rendered":"Begging For Attention Ch. 02"},"content":{"rendered":"<blockquote><p>Chapter 2 of 2.<\/p>\n<p>A bratty stepdaughter finds herself turning into a good girl for her stepfather.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Sunlight surprised him when a random, loud snort woke him completely.\u00a0 He groaned and sat up and then yawned, climbing out of bed.\u00a0 Light snoring let him know his wife was sleeping on the couch once more.\u00a0 He sighed and looked at the wall towards where his step-daughter&#8217;s bedroom was.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">God, I hope she sleeps that off,<\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"> he thought to himself while stretching and walking into the hallway.\u00a0 <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">That poor girl.<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Ah!&#8221; he yelled as he stepped into the kitchen.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Madison stood at the stove with a plate of burned pancakes next to her.\u00a0 She wore shorts that showed the curve of her ass and a halter top that left little to the imagination.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Good morning!&#8221; the young girl sang out before turning to push at a pancake cooking on the pan.\u00a0 &#8220;I keep messing them up.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He stared at her.\u00a0 She&#8217;d never tried to cook before.\u00a0 Ever.\u00a0 Once more her hair was pulled back and she growled at the pan, pushing the pancake around with a spatula before flipping it over.\u00a0 The back was blackened and she stomped her foot.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;You, uhh,&#8221; Carl said, walking around the table to look into the pan.\u00a0 &#8220;You have to put a little oil in.\u00a0 Or butter.\u00a0 Or the cooking spray.\u00a0 That&#8217;d be easier.\u00a0 The cooking spray, I mean.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Oh,&#8221; she said with a frown.\u00a0 &#8220;I didn&#8217;t think about that.\u00a0 I was just following the directions on the back of the mix.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;It&#8217;s okay,&#8221; he told her carefully.\u00a0 &#8220;I&#8217;m just glad you tried.\u00a0 Why don&#8217;t you sit and I&#8217;ll make some for you?&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;No,&#8221; she said, leaning towards him.\u00a0 &#8220;I want to watch and learn.\u00a0 Do it.\u00a0 I&#8217;ll watch.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He scraped the burned pancake away and then tossed all of them in the trash before spraying the pan evenly and pouring the mix smoothly.\u00a0 Adjusting the burner&#8217;s temperature down, he watched the perimeter of the pancake.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Oh, right,&#8221; he said.\u00a0 &#8220;Look, watch for the edges to bubble up.\u00a0 Push the spatula under it carefully and if it moves freely, gently flip it and watch the edges again.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">She was next to him now and she leaned again, pressing against his body.\u00a0 Carl shuffled sideways, thankful she stayed in place.\u00a0 Her brilliant blue eyes stared at the pancake as it cooked.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Ohhhh,&#8221; Madison nodded.\u00a0 &#8220;Okay.\u00a0 You sit and I&#8217;ll try again.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He did as he was told, scooting his chair back and sitting to watch her work.\u00a0 Her extraordinarily short shirt left her lean back and curved hips bare.\u00a0 She moved and her ass flexed beneath the shorts, causing him to look down at the table while mentally chastising himself.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;What&#8217;s- Oh-&#8221; Susan said as she walked into the kitchen.\u00a0 She yawned and rubbed the side of her head.\u00a0 &#8220;You&#8217;re cooking, Madison?\u00a0 When did you learn to cook?&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Just now,&#8221; the girl replied, carefully sliding the spatula beneath a pancake.\u00a0 She tilted it and the pancake batter slid down to the hot pan.\u00a0 The back was golden and soft.\u00a0 Seeing it, she set the spatula down before clapping her hands with a happy squeal.\u00a0 &#8220;It worked!&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;And what is that you&#8217;re wearing?&#8221; the older woman asked as she finished waking up.\u00a0 &#8220;Good lord, you&#8217;re showing everything!&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;It&#8217;s fine, mom,&#8221; Madison said, shaking her ponytail.\u00a0 &#8220;Just sit down and I&#8217;ll make more.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Where were you last night?&#8221; Carl asked his wife.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;With Linda,&#8221; she said.\u00a0 &#8220;The time got away from me and we drank too much wine so I slept over there until I sobered up.\u00a0 I&#8217;m meeting her for lunch again later today.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Well, I thought maybe we could go for a hike together,&#8221; he told her.\u00a0 &#8220;It looks like a beautiful morning.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;I already told her I&#8217;d go out with her,&#8221; Susan said.\u00a0 &#8220;I&#8217;m not changing my plans.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;I&#8217;d like to go for a walk!&#8221; Madison said in the uncomfortable silence.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Carl looked up at the girl but she blushed and looked away, pushing at the pancake.\u00a0 Her finger reached up to brush a strand of hair away from her ear.\u00a0 He watched while she scratched behind her ear.\u00a0 The girl let out a happy sigh and continued to scratch herself.\u00a0 A part of him wanted to say he would take her but the awkwardness of their interactions and embarrassment of the early morning clung to him.\u00a0 Lost in his distracted thoughts, he missed seeing her turn to glance at him.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;N- never mind,&#8221; she said quietly.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;I mean, I could maybe-&#8221; he tried to say.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;No, really, never mind,&#8221; she replied, more confidently this time.\u00a0 &#8220;Here.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Grabbing the pan with her left hand, she walked over while gently scooping the pancake with the spatula in her right hand.\u00a0 It wobbled, thick and soft, but she placed it carefully on the empty plate before him.\u00a0 She brushed against him once more, twisting her body until he felt her breast against his arm.\u00a0 Placing the spatula in the pan, she reached for the syrup and poured it on the pancake.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Thank you,&#8221; he told her, moving his arm carefully away.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He ate slowly as she went back to the stove but he couldn&#8217;t help watching her and his heart beat faster.\u00a0 Memories of the night and the feel against him conjured unwelcome thoughts that were amplified by the clothes she wore.\u00a0 She danced in place as if listening to a hidden song while cooking another pancake.\u00a0 Her back muscles flexed as her ass cheeks bounced and her calf muscles flared.\u00a0 He&#8217;d never noticed how fit she was.\u00a0 When she clicked the burner off, he bent down to his food.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">She went to his left, carrying her pancake from the counter to the table.\u00a0 Her leg pressed against the chair and it slid closer to him before she finally sat.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Where&#8217;s mine?&#8221; Susan asked.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Oh,&#8221; Madison said, cutting a piece with her fork.\u00a0 She crossed her left leg over her thigh.\u00a0 &#8220;I thought you could make your own.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The girl&#8217;s foot brushed Carl&#8217;s leg as she bounced it.\u00a0 He looked up at her but she was entirely focused on her food, cutting piece after piece while making happy little growling noises.\u00a0 His wife grunted and stood up to dig through the pantry.\u00a0 Just as he opened his mouth to ask his wife more details on her plans, he felt Madison&#8217;s toenail slip beneath the bottom of his pant leg.\u00a0 Her long nail dragged against his bare skin as she slowly raised her foot.\u00a0 He shivered at the contact and then nearly jumped as she swiveled her foot to press her toes against him.\u00a0 His eyes darted to look at her but she remained focused on her food.\u00a0 Her foot lowered to his ankle and then slowly, agonizingly raised once more, sliding higher and higher to his calf.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Wow,&#8221; he laughed nervously, pushing back from the table.\u00a0 &#8220;That was- that was really good, Madison.\u00a0 Thank you for the food.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Oh!&#8221; she said, looking up.\u00a0 &#8220;Of course.\u00a0 Yeah.\u00a0 It was fun, you know?\u00a0 Maybe I&#8217;ll try something for lunch.\u00a0 I don&#8217;t even know why I never tried cooking before.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Well,&#8221; his wife said as she pulled pastries from the toaster.\u00a0 &#8220;I tried to teach you when you were little but you wouldn&#8217;t sit still.\u00a0 And then you whined about it so much over the years that I gave up.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Madison looked up at her mother and her eyes narrowed.\u00a0 She licked her lips, her little tongue darting out to clean the syrup from her face.\u00a0 Suddenly, her head tilted and her nostrils opened wide.\u00a0 She leaned forward while narrowing her eyes and her foot froze against Carl&#8217;s leg.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">As suddenly as the strange fit came over her, it was gone and the girl sat back in her chair with a huff.\u00a0 She stared at her plate, cocked her head the other way and then shrugged, spearing the last piece of pancake and stuffing it in her mouth.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;I&#8217;ll be in my room,&#8221; Madison said, her old behavior returning as she swept past the table.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Silence filled the gap she left.\u00a0 Worse, Susan projected an air of solitude as she sat with her phone and pastries.\u00a0 Carl eventually got up from the table, grabbing his plate and Madison&#8217;s plate to load into the dishwasher.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8212;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Epic music swelled on the small speakers surrounding the television as characters battled on screen.\u00a0 Carl glanced toward his bedroom&#8217;s closed door and then back to the movie.\u00a0 Henchmen fell left and right as a female assassin worked her way methodically through an underground lair, throwing quips as quickly as her fists.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The bedroom door opened, grabbing his attention.\u00a0 His wife was dressed in a red skirt and top with lipstick that almost matched.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Hey, you look nice,&#8221; he said, admiring her.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Thanks,&#8221; she replied.\u00a0 &#8220;Have you seen my purse?&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;On the back of your chair in the kitchen,&#8221; he answered, standing while pausing the movie.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He followed her to the kitchen and she walked around him to the living room, pressing a hand against the wall to slip into her pumps.\u00a0 As she squeezed her foot into the tight red shoes, he tried to think of something to say.\u00a0 <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Where are you going?<\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"> or <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">What are you going to do?<\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"> came to mind but he could almost feel her indifference to him as a physical shield surrounding her.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;I&#8217;ll be back later this afternoon,&#8221; she said, slipping her arm through her purse strap.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Okay,&#8221; he said, trying a smile on.\u00a0 He bent in for a kiss but she turned to grab her keys and his lips touched her cheek.\u00a0 &#8220;Well.\u00a0 Have a good time.\u00a0 Call if you need anything.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Sure,&#8221; she replied, opening the door and stepping into the warm sunlight beyond.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He closed the door behind her and then stared at it.\u00a0 The urge to do <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">something<\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"> rose within.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">But what?<\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"> he asked himself.\u00a0 <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ask what&#8217;s wrong?\u00a0 Bring up counseling again?\u00a0 Ask her to change her plans and go hiking with him?<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">It all felt useless and it gnawed at him.\u00a0 He knew he&#8217;d have to do something, even if it meant going to counseling without her.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">That&#8217;s a good first step,<\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"> he realized.\u00a0 <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">I&#8217;ll start and the therapist will give me some good tools and ideas.\u00a0 I can use them with Susan and slowly convince her to come with me.<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Fah,&#8221; came a voice behind him.\u00a0 Madison stood at her bedroom door with her nose wrinkled and her hand waving in front of her nose.\u00a0 &#8220;Smells like someone bathed in perfume.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;I guess I don&#8217;t smell it,&#8221; he told her.\u00a0 &#8220;And anyway, that&#8217;s kinda rude.\u00a0 Even if she&#8217;s wearing perfume-&#8220;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;She is,&#8221; Madison said, covering her mouth and nose.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;<\/span><b><i>Even<\/i><\/b><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"> if she is,&#8221; he continued.\u00a0 &#8220;You can be nice about it.\u00a0 She&#8217;s already left, though.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;I know,&#8221; the girl said.\u00a0 &#8220;God, it&#8217;s rank.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Her shorts dipped down and he looked despite himself, catching the swooping curves of her hips and belly.\u00a0 She was lithe and unafraid to show it.\u00a0 He swallowed as he forced his eyes up to match hers.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Well, anyway-&#8221; he tried to say.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">She yawned and raised her arms above her head, twisting her hips left and right as she shuddered at the height of her stretch.\u00a0 Her breasts trembled and hard lines appeared along her sides and down her stomach.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Good Lord!<\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"> he thought, turning away and nearly knocking into an end table.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The girl&#8217;s already loose button had popped free during her stretch.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;What are you up to?&#8221; she asked.\u00a0 He could see her scratching her belly so he completely turned his back to her and went back to the couch.\u00a0 &#8220;Watching a movie?\u00a0 Is it good?&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Sure,&#8221; he said quickly, sitting down and willing his cock to soften.\u00a0 He almost grabbed a couch pillow to cover himself but, instead, shifted and quickly pushed it into a different position while the couch hid the motion.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Cool,&#8221; she told him.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He couldn&#8217;t hear her footsteps but she came around and sat at the end of the couch with her phone in hand.\u00a0 He ignored her and resumed the movie.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">After a few minutes, she moved and he looked by reflex.\u00a0 She&#8217;d pulled her legs up to sit at an angle with her feet tucked beneath her while leaning back on the cushions.\u00a0 He waited for her to comment on how dumb the movie was but she sat quietly.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The show continued and he lost himself in the over-the-top action.\u00a0 So, he was surprised and shocked when her feet touched his thigh.\u00a0 He glanced at her as subtly as possibly to find her laying on her back on the couch with her phone in front of her face.\u00a0 Her nails clicked on the screen as she pressed her toes into his leg.\u00a0 The girl&#8217;s top button was still undone on her shorts.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Shit,<\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"> he thought to himself.\u00a0 <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Do I say something?\u00a0 Crap, that&#8217;ll just make it worse.\u00a0 I&#8217;m sure she&#8217;ll notice in a second and- Oh no, but what if she blames me somehow?\u00a0 I should say something.<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Before he could speak up, her feet slid up over his thigh until her heel rested against his cock.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Did you need something?&#8221; he blurted out, immediately cursing himself for his clumsy word choice.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Huh?&#8221; she said, putting her phone against her bosom.\u00a0 She looked down her body until she realized what he meant.\u00a0 &#8220;Oh, sorry.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">She pulled her legs up, twisting to rest them against the couch.\u00a0 He waited for her to say something more as his heart climbed its way into his throat but she simply picked her phone up and went back to ignoring him.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Now hyper aware of her laying there, he caught sight of her legs uncoiling.\u00a0 They slid against the couch until they rested against his thigh once more.\u00a0 And then over, her right foot pressing into his stomach as her left once more sought out his cock.\u00a0 Despite his internal struggle, it moved at the attention she provided.\u00a0 His right hand clenched against the couch cushion while he considered how to untangle himself.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Her foot dipped down and turned until the sole lay flat against his throbbing cock.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;You know,&#8221; she said, resting the phone on her belly.\u00a0 &#8220;I could use a foot massage.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Crap, crap, cap!<\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"> he thought, closing his eyes briefly before reaching down.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Uh, sure,&#8221; he sighed, clenching his teeth together as he once again cursed himself.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He used the massage as an excuse to adjust himself and move her feet away from his dick but it bulged from his pants as he held her bare foot.\u00a0 With his left hand against her heel, he pressed his right beneath her big toe.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The skin along her forefoot was thicker than he expected, especially compared to the smooth, perfect skin along her sole.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Mmm, that&#8217;s good,&#8221; she said from her side of the couch.\u00a0 &#8220;You can press harder if you want.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">With his eyes closed and his lips clenched hard together, he dug his fingers into the calloused skin, pressing and rolling and rubbing against it.\u00a0 She raised her hips for a moment as his expert fingers worked against her foot but then lay still.\u00a0 He was used to it &#8211; her mother often asked for massages and he&#8217;d grown skilled at finding the right spots.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Strangely enough, the dense skin softened beneath his touch.\u00a0 It moved as he pressed into it and she spread her toes while writhing on the couch.\u00a0 Taking the invitation, he gently worked on the delicate digits.\u00a0 As his fingers pushed against them, skin gathered and the soft pink coloring lining the bottom of her toes turned a darker rose.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Madison growled in content.\u00a0 Her wiggling had brought her closer but he ignored it as he took her other foot.\u00a0 As with the right foot, the skin along her left forefoot bulged outward, just beneath the bones into almost distinct little bumps.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">She pressed further, raising her knees and her zipper pulled down from the motion.\u00a0 He could feel her ass against his hip.\u00a0 And the warmth between her thighs.\u00a0 Her knees opened, the right laying against the back of the couch while her left lay on the cushions beneath them.\u00a0 His cock ached as he ignored her body against him.\u00a0 He could smell the faint hint of her perfume or soap or whatever she was wearing and energy seemed to crackle between them.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Finally, he dared to face her to ask what she was doing but was surprised to find her eyes closed and her mouth open.\u00a0 Her canines peeked out from her full, reddened lips but her breathing was steady.\u00a0 The girl&#8217;s shirt lifted with every inhalation.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Unsure of what else to do, he gently laid her legs down on his thighs and rested his left arm on the back of the couch.\u00a0 The rest of the movie was a blur but, when it was finished, he picked another at random to try and distract himself from the young woman curled up against his side.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Near the end of the second movie, Madison jerked in her sleep.\u00a0 Smacking her lips, she swiveled her legs to sit up.\u00a0 She stretched while seated, pressing heavily into Carl before standing and scratching her lower back.\u00a0 Her unzipped and unbuttoned shorts hung lower on her wide hips, leaving the top of her ass crack exposed.\u00a0 The girl&#8217;s nails dug into the skin above her ass and she raised herself up on her toes.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Gonna nap,&#8221; she said, taking a step on her forefeet before going flat-footed.\u00a0 &#8220;&#8216;M Tired.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He watched her walk through the living room, scratching and massaging her back until she passed into her bedroom.\u00a0 Unlike every time before, she left her bedroom door wide open and he could see her throw herself into bed.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">With Madison finally off of him, Carl jumped up and ran to the master bathroom.\u00a0 He closed the door, unzipped his pants and shoved his underwear down.\u00a0 His cock, erect again when his step-daughter had moved against him to get up, was in his hands.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Fuck,&#8221; he whispered as he pictured a random woman.\u00a0 Yet, try as he might, he couldn&#8217;t keep the memory of Madison out of his mind.\u00a0 The warmth of her against his hip.\u00a0 The feel of her soft, bare skin in his hands.\u00a0 Her unbuttoned shorts and the unmarked skin leading down between-\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;God dammit!&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The orgasm was rough and sudden and he hated that he couldn&#8217;t <\/span><b><i>not<\/i><\/b><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"> think of her.\u00a0 With his head hanging, he aimed for the toilet until he was finished and his mind was cleared.\u00a0 The relief was immense.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">And yet he still couldn&#8217;t stop thinking about her against him.\u00a0 And what it would feel like to slip his hand down her stomach and into her open shorts until-<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Dammit!&#8221; he grumbled, flushing the toilet and stomping away.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Carl steered clear of Madison&#8217;s bedroom, physically looking away as he passed.\u00a0 Down the hallway past her room, he shimmied through the second bathroom&#8217;s slightly open door.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Get your damn head clear,&#8221; he said out loud as he threw himself into his work, praying that physical labor would distract him from the unintended arousal Madison was suddenly causing him.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8212;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Steam gushed from the pot as he lifted the lid.\u00a0 Inside, potatoes shifted as bubbles swirled past them.\u00a0 Carl reached in, wary of the steam as he pierced the potato with the fork.\u00a0 The tines sunk in with little resistance and he nodded to himself.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He turned and nearly dropped the lid.\u00a0 Madison sat back against the wall just behind on the left.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;God, you scared me!&#8221; he said, quickly setting the hot lid on the counter.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Sorry,&#8221; she said, ducking her head as a look of confusion crossed her face.\u00a0 She shifted in place, peeked up at him and then looked down again.\u00a0 &#8220;Sorry.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;It&#8217;s fine,&#8221; he reassured her.\u00a0 She glanced up with a smile.\u00a0 &#8220;I just didn&#8217;t hear you.\u00a0 Did you need something?&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;No,&#8221; she said with a shrug.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Oh, okay,&#8221; he said, looking back at her for a moment before grabbing the strainer and placing it in the sink.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Let me help,&#8221; Madison said, going for the strainer.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;You don&#8217;t have to,&#8221; he told her, surprised that she offered.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;I want to help,&#8221; she insisted, watching him anxiously.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Rather than answer her, he waited for her to hold the strainer and then slowly tipped the pot as close to the sink as possible to keep the water from splashing.\u00a0 When most of the water was gone, he returned the pot to the stove and half-turned to the fridge.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Can you grab the milk?&#8221; he asked Madison, testing to see if she would help.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Yeah!&#8221; she answered with a smile, flashing her sharp canines before going to the fridge and opening the door.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Have her incisors always been that crooked?<\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"> he wondered, staring after her.\u00a0 <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Maybe I should talk to Susan about looking into braces for her.\u00a0 Well, she&#8217;s old enough to decide for herself, I suppose.\u00a0 I don&#8217;t mind helping pay for it.<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">With the light on her face, he watched her eyes dart around until she found the carton lower on the door&#8217;s shelf.\u00a0 She started to reach for it but stopped, her hand trembling as her eyebrows raised and her mouth opened.\u00a0 She tipped forward and then pressed against the wall.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Hey, you okay?&#8221; Carl asked as he cut a pat of butter from the stick on the counter.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Haaaa,&#8221; the girl panted.\u00a0 Blood rushed to her face but she shook her head and pushed back to stand up straight.\u00a0 &#8220;Yes.\u00a0 I- Yes.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">His step-daughter quickly grabbed the milk and returned to him, handing it over and then hovering as he poured it in with the butter and salt he&#8217;d added.\u00a0 He froze when he felt her breasts against his back and her breath on his neck.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Why the milk?&#8221; she asked.\u00a0 He swore her voice was strained &#8211; as if she were in pain and hiding it.\u00a0 She felt so incredibly warm against him and his nerves stood on end.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;It, uhh, it makes the potatoes creamier,&#8221; he said, swallowing when she leaned into him.\u00a0 &#8220;They- the- the butter- and the salt- it&#8217;s just what I was always taught.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He slipped away from her but she followed him as he went to retrieve a masher from the utensil drawer.\u00a0 When he turned to place oven mitts on the counter, she moved with him.\u00a0 And again when he carried the pot to place it on the mitt.\u00a0 It was unnerving but when he glanced back at her, expecting to see her sneering at him or taunting him, she appeared innocent.\u00a0 Except for her eyes.\u00a0 Her eyelids were nearly half-closed and her piercing icy blue eyes followed his every movement.\u00a0 She smiled at him but then licked her lips.\u00a0 Those red lips pulled back briefly to show her teeth but she cleared her throat &#8211; the rumbling sound nearly sounding like a quiet growl.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">And then his step-daughter blinked, stepping back with a quick half-step and a sharp breath.\u00a0 Her eyes opened wider and she placed a small hand against her bosom.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Are you sure you&#8217;re okay?&#8221; he asked, holding the masher over the pot of potatoes.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Oh, yeah,&#8221; she said, shaking her head and running her hand through her hair.\u00a0 &#8220;Just, I don&#8217;t know, felt a little out of it for a second.\u00a0 It&#8217;s better now.\u00a0 I&#8217;m better now.\u00a0 Sorry.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Madison moved back to sit against the wall as she&#8217;d done earlier but he ignored her while he finished making dinner.\u00a0 He could see his wife in the living room with a glass of red wine in one hand and her phone in the other.\u00a0 On the television, two shirtless men were arguing while a woman in a black dress sobbed on a park bench. A nearly empty bottle of wine lay on the coffee table before her.\u00a0 He shook his head and continued with dinner.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;It smells good,&#8221; Madison told him.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He looked at her for a moment but went back to the potatoes, adding a little more milk to the mix.\u00a0 She confused him still.\u00a0 The sudden flip in her personality after years of mistreating him and acting like a brat seemed impossible.\u00a0 Welcome but impossible.\u00a0 And the clinginess.\u00a0 He knew that sometimes children from broken marriages would cling to their new step-parents if one of the parents was absent but she seemed to go the opposite direction, treating him with disdain and resenting his presence.\u00a0 Could something have happened?\u00a0 Could it really have been as simple as spending a little time with her?\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">There&#8217;s just no way,<\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"> he told himself.\u00a0 <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">No way it happens like that.\u00a0 Maybe she&#8217;s buttering me up for something?\u00a0 Helping her buy a car or something?<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The clink of ceramic on wood brought him back to the present.\u00a0 Madison moved around the small table, laying out plates and silverware.\u00a0 She adjusted the knives and forks, stood back and then moved them again until they were just right.\u00a0 Stepping back again, she pressed her thumbs into her lower back.\u00a0 She turned to Carl, opened her mouth as if to say something but then blushed and looked away.\u00a0 He shook his head and carried the food to the middle of the table.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Dinner&#8217;s ready, Susan!&#8221; he called out.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">It took calling her two more times before his wife came into the dining room on unsteady feet.\u00a0 She sat at her place, nearly spilling her wine as she absent-mindedly set it down.\u00a0 She focused on her phone, her finger tapping against the bottom of the screen to type out a message.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Madison eyed the food eagerly as Carl handed out portions.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Thank you,&#8221; she said, grabbing her fork and cutting into the chicken without waiting for anyone else.\u00a0 &#8220;I&#8217;m so hungry.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He stared at his wife as she took a gulp of her wine without looking up from her phone.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Mind putting your phone away, Susan?&#8221; he asked finally.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Jus&#8217; a sec,&#8221; she slurred, scanning the phone and smiling.\u00a0 She swiped her finger along the bottom, tracing letters on the keyboard and then locked it, placing it facedown beside her plate.\u00a0 &#8220;Chicken again?&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;It&#8217;s simple,&#8221; he told her.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;I <\/span><b><i>like<\/i><\/b><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"> chicken,&#8221; Madison said, cutting another piece.\u00a0 She leaned forward and shoved the chunk in her mouth.\u00a0 The skin over the bridge of her nose wrinkled as she chewed quickly and swallowed.\u00a0 She grabbed the remaining portion with her fingers to pop into her mouth.\u00a0 Her tongue lapped at the juices around her lips.\u00a0 &#8220;Can I have another?\u00a0 Please?&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Uh, sure,&#8221; Carl told her.\u00a0 &#8220;But there&#8217;s also the potatoes and vegetables.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">She watched him drop another piece on her plate and reached for it.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Use your damn fork, Madison,&#8221; Susan grumbled.\u00a0 &#8220;You&#8217;re not an animal.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The girl froze, stared at her hand and then reached for her knife and fork.\u00a0 She cut into the meat slowly and methodically brought it up to her mouth with her fork.\u00a0 Her eyes shot to the side to see if her mother was watching and then she shoved the food into her mouth, tearing into it with her teeth.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;So how was your day with Linda?&#8221; Carl asked as he worked through his food.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;It was good,&#8221; she answered, flipping her phone over and waking it for a moment before returning it to its place.\u00a0 &#8220;Had-&#8220;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Madison&#8217;s fork clattered to the plate.\u00a0 She groaned and hung her head while making a fist on the table next to her.\u00a0 Hidden beneath her bound hair, the tips of her ears grew wide, bending near the tip as they grew to soft points.\u00a0 She trembled, pulling her hand from the table to press against her stomach.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Hey,&#8221; Carl said, reaching for her.\u00a0 &#8220;You okay?\u00a0 Is your stomach okay?&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Yessss,&#8221; Madison hissed.\u00a0 She clenched the edges of the chair and her tongue darted out.\u00a0 &#8220;God!&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The girl pressed against the back of her chair and sat up straight as she spread her legs.\u00a0 Her teeth pressed into her lips and her chest swelled as she breathed deeply.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;God,&#8221; she repeated.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;You, uhh, you sure?&#8221; Carl asked again.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Huh?&#8221; his step-daughter asked, looking at him with unfocused eyes.\u00a0 Her mouth hung open and her tongue lay against her bottom lip until she swallowed and closed her mouth.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;I said-&#8220;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Oh, yeah,&#8221; she told him.\u00a0 She looked down at her plate and then reached for the chicken.\u00a0 Her nails dug into the soft, seasoned meat and she growled, lifting it to her mouth.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Fork, Madison, Jesus,&#8221; Susan said, grabbing her wine to take a deep swallow.\u00a0 She stood up as Madison put the food back down.\u00a0 &#8220;Need &#8216;nother bottle.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Maybe-&#8221; Carl started to say before he stopped himself.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Madison looked between the two and then slid slowly sideways in her seat until she sat directly on the edge of her chair. She stared at Carl as he looked after his wife.\u00a0 With her hands gripping the chair once more, she ground into the edge, leaning forward and spreading her legs apart until her pussy pressed into the bare wood beneath her.\u00a0 She made short, quick movements and her chest rose and fell faster and faster as blood rushed to her face and down her chest.\u00a0 Red bloomed over her breasts as the heat filled her.\u00a0 Her painted fingernails bent to expose blunt black tips piercing the tips of her fingers.\u00a0 The girl panted with her small, pink tongue laying at the corner of her mouth.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The sharp pop of the new wine bottle&#8217;s cork startled Madison as the acrid scent flooded her sensitive nose.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;I-&#8221; she gasped, hanging her head and then raising it again to look at Carl.\u00a0 &#8220;I&#8217;m done.\u00a0 Thank you.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">She pulled herself up from the chair slowly, pushing it against the table and standing behind it for a moment.\u00a0 The girl appeared conflicted as she looked between her mother, Carl and the food laid out before her.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Rational thought struggled through the buzzing in her head and the electricity sparking throughout her body.\u00a0 She wanted to stay with him.\u00a0 Near him.\u00a0 Yet it was wrong in her mind.\u00a0 Somehow.\u00a0 She couldn&#8217;t remember why it was wrong and that bothered her.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The deciding factor that made her retreat to her room was the sticky feeling of her wetness against her bare thighs and the warmth of the spreading wet spot on her shorts and panties.\u00a0 She forced herself to walk away, grimacing at the grinding pain in her lower back.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Carl watched her until the girl&#8217;s bedroom door closed.\u00a0 He sighed and picked up his fork while glancing at his wife.\u00a0 She was back on her phone and her refilled glass of wine was already half empty.\u00a0 Her eyes were heavy and she blinked slowly several times.\u00a0 Most of the food was untouched on her plate.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">They ate in silence and she eventually got up from the table without a word in order to retreat back to the living room.\u00a0 He sighed, finished his meal and cleaned everything up.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8212;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Susan snored on the couch next to him.\u00a0 He&#8217;d picked a western this time but was only somewhat vested in the plot.\u00a0 His hand rested against his wife&#8217;s leg but his mind was elsewhere.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">His wife&#8217;s phone buzzed suddenly, vibrating with a short pulse on the floor.\u00a0 She lay on her stomach with her arm over the edge of the couch and her hand nearly touching the phone.\u00a0 It&#8217;d slipped from her fingers at some point.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Several seconds later it buzzed again, distracting him from his thoughts and the movie.\u00a0 It buzzed three more times over the next minute before he finally got up to see what was happening.\u00a0 The screen woke when he touched the power button but it showed no message preview for the notification.\u00a0 He frowned, surprised that she&#8217;d turned them off since they were on by default.\u00a0 Before he could wake her up to tell her about it, his phone beeped.\u00a0 He set his wife&#8217;s phone on the end table next to her and then unlocked his own phone.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">It was a short message from Madison:\u00a0 <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Need help!!<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Carl dropped his phone and went to his step-daughter&#8217;s bedroom in a rush.\u00a0 The door was closed but he knocked quietly.\u00a0 With a creak, the door opened to a slit to show Madison&#8217;s eye.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Where&#8217;s mom?&#8221; she hissed.\u00a0 &#8220;She&#8217;s not answering my texts!&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;She&#8217;s passed out on the couch,&#8221; he told her.\u00a0 &#8220;What&#8217;s wrong?&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Can you wake her up?&#8221; she asked.\u00a0 &#8220;It&#8217;s important.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;I-&#8220;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Can I?<\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"> he wondered.\u00a0 All the nights she&#8217;d been drunk, she&#8217;d barely reacted to him shaking her awake.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;I don&#8217;t think so,&#8221; he said.\u00a0 &#8220;She&#8217;s had too much to drink.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Dammit,&#8221; Madison cursed.\u00a0 &#8220;Dammit, dammit, dammit!&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The door opened and his step-daughter fled backwards away from him.\u00a0 He walked in carefully.\u00a0 She&#8217;d changed into pajama bottoms and a tight black button-down pajama top that strained against her breasts.\u00a0 Unseen to his eyes, the folded tips of her ears peeked through her hair.\u00a0 Silky black fur covered the backs of her ears and they rotated fractionally as she watched him warily.\u00a0 The girl crossed her arms under her breasts and looked away as he walked in.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;What&#8217;s going on?&#8221; he asked cautiously.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Okay,&#8221; she said, still looking away from him.\u00a0 &#8220;Okay.\u00a0 Okay.\u00a0 I just- There&#8217;s- I&#8217;m just not sure.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">She hooked her thumbs into the band of her pajamas at her hips, pushing them gently while turning and he saw it.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Nestled above the swell of her well-toned ass cheeks was a short, bony tail.\u00a0 It lay between her cheeks but, as he watched, it twitched and curled.\u00a0 He could <\/span><b><i>see<\/i><\/b><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"> the bones moving beneath the thin skin.\u00a0 Madison was toned and muscular with barely any body fat along her back but the skin around the base of the tail bulged as if swollen.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;The fuck?!&#8221; he said loudly.\u00a0 Normally he tried to watch his language when he was around others but words failed him.\u00a0 &#8220;The fuck!\u00a0 What the fuck, Madison?&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;I know!&#8221; she wailed, turning to face him again.\u00a0 She wrung her hands against her belly and then pulled them apart to place against her side before squeezing them again and shaking them.\u00a0 &#8220;My back has been sore all day and then I was trying to massage it and I felt bones and then the skin moved and it pushed against my hand and then it hurt like a fucking bitch suddenly and then I could <\/span><b><i>feel<\/i><\/b><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"> it, Carl!\u00a0 I could feel my fingers on it!\u00a0 It moved!&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Are you-\u00a0 maybe it&#8217;s not-&#8221; he struggled to say, trying to find composure in front of frightened step-daughter.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;You touch it and tell me,&#8221; she said, turning again.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">It lay out of her pajama bottom now.\u00a0 He looked at her and then took a step.\u00a0 As he got closer, he noticed a few thin black hairs along the length of it.\u00a0 At another step, it moved.\u00a0 Yet another step and it started wagging back and forth.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Oh god,&#8221; she moaned.\u00a0 &#8220;Oh god, I can feel it, oh god.\u00a0 Oh god!&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Are you making it do that?&#8221; he asked, drawing closer.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Noooo,&#8221; she whined, pressing her hands against her stomach again.\u00a0 &#8220;I can&#8217;t make it stop!&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He reached for it and then hesitated.\u00a0 In the brief moment, he watched the skin bulge at the base when a new bone formed beneath.\u00a0 The tail slid slowly against her silken pajamas and she leaned forward with a moan, biting at her lips.\u00a0 There were more black hairs on it now and it was wagging faster.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Swallowing hard, he reached forward and touched it.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;God!&#8221; Madison cried out, her knuckles growing white as she clenched the back of her desk&#8217;s chair.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The tail curled at his touch.\u00a0 He was gentle, stroking it carefully while staring in amazement.\u00a0 It was warm and as soft as the rest of her body.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">No,<\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"> he reprimanded himself.\u00a0 <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Don&#8217;t think of that.<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He ran his fingers along the length of it and Madison trembled at his touch.\u00a0 She moaned but the sound was lost to him as he stared blankly at it.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">How?<\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"> he asked himself.\u00a0 <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">How is this possible?\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He&#8217;d heard myths growing up of kids with proto tails but, after he got to a certain age he assumed it was just kids being cruel.\u00a0 He touched the swollen base on her lower back and felt the bones shifting beneath.\u00a0 A single black hair emerged from the skin and the tail lengthened slowly once more, dragging the new hair against his finger.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Does it hurt?&#8221; he asked quietly, pulling it as gently as he could to see how it was attached.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Madison moaned and shoved herself back, forcing his hand down against her bare ass.\u00a0 His fingers slid beneath her pajamas to cup her warm, soft cheek.\u00a0 He felt wetness against the inside of her thigh before he snatched his hand away.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Sorry!&#8221; he shouted, pulling back.\u00a0 &#8220;God, I&#8217;m so-&#8220;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Madison was staring back at him, panting with her mouth open and her tongue lolling between her lips.\u00a0 The edges of her nostrils were black and her canines were more pronounced.\u00a0 Only now did he realize he should&#8217;ve noticed her teeth earlier in the day.\u00a0 That he had but not for the right reason.\u00a0 Her ears had grown during his inspection and they slid through her hair and angled back as she looked at him.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Wispy black hairs lined her cheeks but a few white strands stood out between her eyebrows.\u00a0 She licked her lips with a wide tongue and then cried out, raising her ass while lowering her chest and spreading her legs.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Can&#8217;t think,&#8221; she moaned.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">His step-daughter slowly collapsed to the ground, lowering herself until her ass pressed into her heels.\u00a0 Her tail was curled up behind her as she leaned forward on her hands and lowered her head.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Hot,&#8221; she gasped, walking forward with her hands until she was stretched out on hands and knees. She threw her head back with her mouth open and the buttons of her top popped open under the strain, freeing her breasts.\u00a0 She rocked, pushing her ass back as she lowered her hips and then raising them again.\u00a0 &#8220;Carl, I need- I need-&#8220;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">With a growling groan, she assumed a lordosis posture and her pajamas slid down.\u00a0 Unable to help himself, he looked and then slammed his eyes shut as he caught a glance at the girl&#8217;s swollen labia.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Carl ran, slamming the door behind him and leaning against it.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Carl, pleeeease,&#8221; Madison groaned from within.\u00a0 &#8220;You- you don&#8217;t know- know what it&#8217;s god, god!\u00a0 Goooood!\u00a0 What&#8217;s it liiiike, Carl!&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">She continued to plead as he sat against the door with his eyes shut and his heart pounding.\u00a0 Her words turned to pure grunts and, soon, the unmistakable sounds of her pleasuring herself.\u00a0 She held nothing back, moaning and growling and whining with an unusual high-pitched sound that he&#8217;d never heard before.\u00a0 When he realized he could hear the wet slapping of whatever she was using to masturbate with, he cursed, covered his ears and left.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">His cock forced him to hobble until he adjusted the erection straining against his pants.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Dammit, dammit, dammit!<\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"> he yelled internally at himself.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He made a line for his bedroom, closing the door and turning the lock on the doorknob before sitting on his bed.\u00a0 He could still hear the faint sounds of her animalistic voice crying out from an orgasm so he clicked on the small white noise generator he&#8217;d purchased when Susan&#8217;s snoring started bothering him.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;What the hell do I do?&#8221; he asked himself, staring at his hand.\u00a0 And his lap.\u00a0 At the painful boner that begged for his touch.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">It was impossible but he&#8217;d seen it himself.\u00a0 And felt it.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Caaaarrrrrrrrl,&#8221; came a quiet whine at the door.\u00a0 The doorknob turned slightly but held.\u00a0 &#8220;Carrrrrrrl, please.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Madison, I can&#8217;t,&#8221; he said, closing his eyes once more.\u00a0 &#8220;Just- just go back to your room and- and- try to sleep.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Carrrrrrrl,&#8221; she growled.\u00a0 The wet sounds of her palm slapping against her pussy overpowered the tiny noise machine so he turned the volume up.\u00a0 She clawed at the door with her free hand and whined pitifully.\u00a0 &#8220;Need yourrrrr dick.\u00a0 Need it.\u00a0 Need cock.\u00a0 So hot.\u00a0 Empty.\u00a0 Carrrrrl-&#8220;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He turned the machine up as loud as it could go and lay in bed, praying she&#8217;d go.\u00a0 Praying that his cock would stop throbbing.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Unzipping himself, he slipped out of his clothes and lay there, heart pounding in his temple and his mouth dry.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Dammit!&#8221; he cursed, snatching a tissue quickly.\u00a0 Clearing his mind of everything, he masturbated, thinking of nothing at all.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Yet the memory of it still slipped in.\u00a0 The wet sound of her sex.\u00a0 The feel of her warm ass on his hand.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The way she looked at him.\u00a0 The need displayed so purely on her face.\u00a0 The hunger.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He jack-knifed in bed as he came, accidentally tearing the top of the tissue.\u00a0 His cum spurted freely and he hissed as he grabbed more to clean himself up.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The stress of the evening combined with the static noise of the machine at his bedside and the induced relaxation brought on by the orgasm lulled him slowly to sleep.\u00a0 He drifted with the image of Madison&#8217;s tail in his mind.\u00a0 His limp cock twitched fitfully, sliding against his leg as it struggled to grow hard once more.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He was asleep before he noticed it.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8212;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Carl&#8217;s head throbbed as he jerked awake with his alarm blaring in his ear.\u00a0 He turned the noise machine off and then the alarm and the sudden silence was overpowering.\u00a0 Sitting up, he ran his hands through his sandy-colored hair and sighed.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The memory of the night before forced his eyes wide open.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Fuck!&#8221; he cursed.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">As quietly and carefully as possible, he rolled out of bed.\u00a0 His door was still locked and he could hear his wife snoring beyond, louder than when she&#8217;d fallen asleep.\u00a0 He unlocked the door and pulled it open slowly.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Madison lay on the floor on the other side of the door.\u00a0 She still wore her unbuttoned top but her pajama bottoms were gone.\u00a0 She lay curled into a ball on her side with her knees tucked close to her belly.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">There was no tail.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He debated himself, waffling between waking her up or carrying her to bed.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Finally, he stepped over her and bent, sliding his arms under her body.\u00a0 She was lighter than he expected.\u00a0 And softer.\u00a0 And warmer.\u00a0 His cock responded eagerly but he ignored it and he moved his hand far away from her breast.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Claw marks covered the outside of the door.\u00a0 They were wide and deep and it made him look at her hands.\u00a0 Her fingernails were completely clear of the purple nail polish she&#8217;d worn the day before.\u00a0 They were completely clear and clean and he knew there was no way she caused the furrows with her nails.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">What am I going to tell Susan?<\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"> he sighed as he lifted the girl.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The scent of her pussy and her evening of masturbation filled him as he held her close, causing him to lower her slightly.\u00a0 Yet it didn&#8217;t help and he tried to breathe through his mouth as he walked her back to her room, staring straight ahead.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">More claw marks covered her desk but he just shook his head and walked her to her bed, gently lowering her before slowly pulling the blanket up and over her body.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Carl moved quickly after that, using the excuse of getting ready for work as a way to distract himself from his thoughts.\u00a0 He considered masturbating in the shower but pushed the idea away with disgust, despite how hard his cock was.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">She was so warm,<\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"> he remembered.\u00a0 <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Dammit.<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The rest of the morning was routine and he hurried through it until he was out of the house and in his car.\u00a0 He lay his head back against the headrest, took a deep breath and started the vehicle.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8212;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Paper whispered against his desk as he snatched sheets from the plastic tray beside his monitor.\u00a0 Outside his office, conversations hummed and phones rang behind tall cubicle walls.\u00a0 Carl traced the tip of his pen against the alternating lines on the printed spreadsheet before turning back to his monitor.\u00a0 He keyed in an updated figure and saved it, switching over to an internal website to fill out information for one of his inside salespeople.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He eyed the time in the corner of his monitor and wondered if he needed an extra cup of coffee but his phone rang, disrupting his thought.\u00a0 He glanced at the display and picked up the receiver.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Yeah, Steve,&#8221; he told the receptionist.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Your daughter is here, sir,&#8221; the young intern said.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;My- I don&#8217;t have a- Madison?&#8221; he asked but the door opened and his step-daughter stepped inside with a bright smile, as if her name summoned her.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">She wore a plain blouse that molded itself to her chest and thin waist.\u00a0 Her black hair was once again pulled back into a tight ponytail that she&#8217;d taken to wearing since yesterday.\u00a0 Her loose slate-colored skirt hung below her knees.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Honey,&#8221; he said, looking around her to the high cubicle walls beyond.\u00a0 &#8220;What are you-\u00a0 Uhh, how are you feeling?&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Great!&#8221; she chirped, her cheeks widening as her smile turned to a mischievous grin.\u00a0 &#8220;So much better.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;And- and- and- is it-?&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">She twirled with her arms raised and her blouse rose to show her bare skin.\u00a0 The back of her skirt lay flat against her body and he breathed a sigh of relief.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Listen,&#8221; he told her.\u00a0 &#8220;I&#8217;ll schedule you a doctor&#8217;s appointment and we can go in, maybe get some x-rays and see what happened, okay?&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;No,&#8221; she said, walking through the office until she sat against his desk facing him.\u00a0 &#8220;Really, I&#8217;m fine.\u00a0 There&#8217;s no tail or anything.\u00a0 Which is too bad because it was kinda cute.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Kinda cute?<\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"> he thought to himself, remembering the panic on her face when she showed it to him.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Honey, are you sure you&#8217;re alright?&#8221; he asked her, looking up at her cheerful face and bright blue eyes.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Oh, better than &#8216;alright&#8217;, I feel fantastic,&#8221; she said, resting her hands against her thighs.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He chanced a look at her teeth but her canines were short and her teeth appeared as straight as he&#8217;d remembered them.\u00a0 The glance allowed him to relax the muscles he&#8217;d tensed ever since she&#8217;d walked in.\u00a0 No tail, no teeth, no fur on her face &#8211; just the oddly happy normal girl he was, well, not used to seeing since she was far too pert and nice than normal but, still.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Unless, oh god,<\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"> he swallowed and looked away.\u00a0 <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Unless it <\/span><\/i><b><i>was<\/i><\/b><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"> all a ruse and she&#8217;s here to blackmail me for touching her when-<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;I wanted to show you something,&#8221; she said, her eyes locking onto his.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Uh, okay?&#8221; he said slowly, worried about the coming scam.\u00a0 &#8220;And how did you get here?&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Laitha gave me a ride,&#8221; she said, still staring at him.\u00a0 Her smile was slowly fading, replaced with a semi-serious expression as her hands tightened on her dress.\u00a0 Her ears twitched beneath her hair, unnoticed by either as she listened intently to the office surrounding them.\u00a0 &#8220;She&#8217;s waiting outside.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Well, what-&#8221; he started to ask as cold sweat broke out across his body.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Madison pulled at her skirt, grabbing bunches of the fabric as she raised it higher and higher.\u00a0 She leaned back slightly while pressing her knees out and, with a last pull, raised the front of the skirt over her hips.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The girl&#8217;s bare, slick, swollen pussy shone in the bright fluorescent overhead lights.\u00a0 His eyes widened as he saw it.\u00a0 Three thick folds of reddened skin bulged outward while pressing together in the center.\u00a0 The girl&#8217;s pussy glistened and she moaned, smiling tremulously as she stared hungrily at him.\u00a0 When he tried to look away, she grabbed his head with one hand to hold him in place.\u00a0 Her mound and lips were utterly hairless.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;You can&#8217;t- Madison, this isn&#8217;t-!&#8221; he tried to say.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Lick me,&#8221; she told him, her voice low and breathless.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;I can&#8217;t!&#8221; he said, looking to the side while she held him.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;I woke up in bed,&#8221; she said, grinding her teeth.\u00a0 &#8220;In my bed.\u00a0 I remember last night.\u00a0 Remember begging.\u00a0 Remember the emptiness.\u00a0 And the heat.\u00a0 God.\u00a0 The <\/span><b><i>heat<\/i><\/b><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">, Carl.\u00a0 You have no idea what it&#8217;s like.\u00a0 But I was fine.\u00a0 I was fine.\u00a0 No tail.\u00a0 Nothing.\u00a0 But as the minutes passed, I felt the edge of it.\u00a0 I looked for you.\u00a0 Even though I knew you were at work, I looked for you. Whining.\u00a0 I couldn&#8217;t help it.\u00a0 Just bubbled up.\u00a0 Pacing in the house as mom got ready.\u00a0 And it grew inside me.\u00a0 So fucking wet once it hit.\u00a0 I used my biggest dildo but it wasn&#8217;t enough. I could only think of you.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Madison, please-&#8220;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;I watched it happen,&#8221; she told him, pulling his head toward her.\u00a0 He resisted but she was surprisingly strong.\u00a0 &#8220;In front of the mirror.\u00a0 I watched it even though I could feel it happening.\u00a0 Throbbing.\u00a0 Pounding.\u00a0 So hot, Carl.\u00a0 So.\u00a0 Fucking.\u00a0 Hot.\u00a0 I tried to pull them apart as they swelled.\u00a0 I tried to keep it from happening but then I just started fucking myself.\u00a0 Fingers inside my soaking wet cunt, pounding faster and faster while whining for you.\u00a0 Squeezing my fat, swollen pussy and pounding my hand into it.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;I-&#8220;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Barked when I came,&#8221; she moaned, writhing at the edge of his desk.\u00a0 Clear liquid seeped from her folded pussy lips.\u00a0 He stared at it as it slid forth and dribbled down to soak into her skirt.\u00a0 &#8220;Like a bitch.\u00a0 Like a bitch in heat.\u00a0 Couldn&#8217;t help it.\u00a0 Couldn&#8217;t stop it.\u00a0 Just happened.\u00a0 Felt natural.\u00a0 Felt <\/span><b><i>good<\/i><\/b><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">, Carl.\u00a0 Felt <\/span><b><i>right<\/i><\/b><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Madison-&#8220;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;I can&#8217;t wait for you,&#8221; she whined, her thin biceps bulging as she pulled harder.\u00a0 &#8220;Kiss me there.\u00a0 Kiss me there and I&#8217;ll go.\u00a0 I&#8217;ll go and I&#8217;ll wait for you.\u00a0 Kiss me there, Carl.\u00a0 I need it.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;I can&#8217;t, Madison,&#8221; he groaned, smelling her wetness.\u00a0 He couldn&#8217;t stop staring at it.\u00a0 At her strange, changed pussy.\u00a0 Couldn&#8217;t keep his hand from squeezing his cock.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;I.\u00a0 Can.\u00a0 Smell.\u00a0 You.&#8221; she growled, showing her teeth.\u00a0 &#8220;I know you want it.\u00a0 I know it.\u00a0 Just kiss it.\u00a0 I&#8217;ll go.\u00a0 Just this one thing.\u00a0 Need you.\u00a0 Need you, Carl.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">His will faltered as she continued to pull him.\u00a0 He could hear her desire so plain and bold.\u00a0 He ached for it.\u00a0 To be wanted.\u00a0 His mind filled in the excuses as he allowed himself to be pulled, bending down between her thighs as she growled and gnashed her teeth above him.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Inches away from her sopping sex, he could feel the heat pulsing from her and he gave in, grabbing her thighs and kissing the folded lips.\u00a0 Madison leaned back on the desk, raising her head and spreading her knees as he sucked her fat, engorged labia into his mouth.\u00a0 She shook as he tried to press his tongue between the folds.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">When he looked up at her, he saw her looking down with half-closed eyes and reddened cheeks.\u00a0 Her canines scraped against each other as she watched him and her hand clenched in his hair, holding him tight against her.\u00a0 Keeping him in place as she squeezed her knees together.\u00a0 She was whining as he licked her and her pussy slowly opened to him.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Madison&#8217;s hips began to move and her breathing quickened as she ground against his face.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Yes!&#8221; she cried out before whining again.\u00a0 The dress fell against his face as she brought her hand up to bite her fingers and quiet her cries.\u00a0 &#8220;Yesssss!&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He lost himself to it, drunk on the lust and passion he&#8217;d been denied, sucking and licking as his head pounded.\u00a0 The taboo of fucking in his office drove him wild and he shoved his face forward, ignoring the dangers around him when his tongue finally slipped inside of her.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Madison shuddered.\u00a0 She pressed her hand against her mouth to muffle the scream threatening to escape as she came.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Carl pulled back, panting as he stared at her and she growled, dropping to her knees while cradling his face.\u00a0 Her small, pink tongue dragged against his face.\u00a0 She held him tight while cleaning him, licking her cum from his mouth, lips, chin and cheeks until she sat back, panting and quivering.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">She stood slowly, leaning against the desk as her chest heaved.\u00a0 Her eyes never left his and they were half-wild.\u00a0 Wanting more.\u00a0 Weighing the dangers of riding his cock in the middle of his open office.\u00a0 Her nails scratched against the top of the desk and her arm trembled.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">His step-daughter whirled and left without a word, forcing herself out before she could no longer restrain herself.\u00a0 He watched her go.\u00a0 Watched her walk wide of everyone in order to hide the scent of their sex.\u00a0 He continued to stare as she left and his heart threatened to explode through his chest.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Her scent lingered.\u00a0 Despite her cleaning his face, her cum still covered him and he smelled her every single time he breathed in.\u00a0 He waited for a call from his manager.\u00a0 For someone to look in and shake their head at him.\u00a0 For <\/span><b><i>some<\/i><\/b><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"> sign that someone noticed.\u00a0 Yet nobody did.\u00a0 Carl looked down to see a large spot of pre-cum on his slacks and he sighed, pulling forward on his chair and staring at his desk.\u00a0 Work was the farthest from his mind as he replayed the scene again and again and again.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Finally certain nobody realized what happened, he stood and made his way to the executive bathroom.\u00a0 For the first time since the night of Madison&#8217;s party, he allowed himself to think of her when he masturbated and his orgasm was almost painful.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8212;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Dusk settled around the world like a cloak of stars as he pulled into his driveway.\u00a0 He killed the engine and stared at his house.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The future was uncertain and that scared him.\u00a0 He had no idea where he stood right now or what would happen.\u00a0 All he knew was that he couldn&#8217;t let that happen again.\u00a0 That he&#8217;d have to keep himself separated from her.\u00a0 That he&#8217;d need to push hard for the marriage counselor.\u00a0 He&#8217;d have to make things right again or vanish if he couldn&#8217;t.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Unable to wait any longer, he opened his car door and stepped onto the driveway.\u00a0 He watched the house as he made his way to the front door.\u00a0 The lights were on and Susan&#8217;s car was parked next to his.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">With a deep breath, he unlocked the front door and stepped inside.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Madison waited by the door for him.\u00a0 She smiled and threw herself at him before he had a chance to register her.\u00a0 Her breasts flattened against his chest and she leaned in to kiss him, her lips pressing against his cheek as he turned at the last second.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;I heard you pull up,&#8221; she purred in his ear.\u00a0 &#8220;I&#8217;ve waited allllll day for you, Carl.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He tried to pull away and then jerked when he felt sharp claws dig into his neck and back.\u00a0 With a hard pull, she let go and laughed.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Her teeth were sharp and he spied a few white strands of hair along her forehead.\u00a0 She wore the same torn shorts as the night before and they were already unbuttoned.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">A spray of black hairs fanned out from her mound and around to her hips.\u00a0 Above that, her ears were wider and she&#8217;d pulled her hair back purposefully to show them.\u00a0 They rose to broad tips that flopped and shook when she moved.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Your- your- mother,&#8221; Carl stuttered.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">She turned and he noticed more black hairs on the back of her calves.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"><br \/>\n<\/span><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">But it was her back that grabbed his attention.\u00a0 Her bare tail swished back and forth above her lowered shorts.\u00a0 Unlike the night before, it was completely covered in inky fur and it reached nearly down to her thighs.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Madison looked over her shoulder at Carl with a sly grin and bare fangs.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;How&#8217;s your drink coming, mom?&#8221; she asked.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;&#8216;S fine,&#8221; Susan slurred from the living room.\u00a0 &#8220;Good.\u00a0 &#8216;s good.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;I&#8217;ll top you off,&#8221; Madison said, her smile growing.\u00a0 &#8220;And then Carl and I will keep you company.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;&#8216;S a good girl,&#8221; Susan said.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Carl slipped out of his shoes and walked into the living room.\u00a0 His wife sat in the corner of the couch, her half-closed eyes staring in the direction of the television.\u00a0 Her phone lay on the floor and a large pool of spilled wine surrounded the base of the glass on the coffee table.\u00a0 Despite everything else, he winced at the sight of it.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Madison grabbed the bottle and bent in an overly-obvious manner.\u00a0 Her left hand slid up smoothly to her shorts as she started to pour.\u00a0 She grabbed the bottom of her shorts and pulled them aside to expose her still-swollen pussy.\u00a0 Black fur covered her sex now, spreading down to her thighs and up over the bottom curve of her ass.\u00a0 He looked away quickly but not before she winked back at him.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Drink up,&#8221; Madison growled. &#8220;You&#8217;ve earned it.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Have,&#8221; Susan agreed, bobbing her head too deep.\u00a0 &#8220;I have.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;I ordered some take-out, Carl,&#8221; Madison said, pointing out plastic containers on the coffee table.\u00a0 &#8220;Sit with me?&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He stared at her and then at Susan and decided it was probably a safe idea.\u00a0 If he hid in his room, she&#8217;d try to get in and they&#8217;d be alone together.\u00a0 Next to her mother, he was safe.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Madison curled up on the end of the couch, opposite her mother and Carl sat next to his wife, cuddling against her despite her pushing him away.\u00a0 His step-daughter laughed quietly and then gasped, clawing at her shirt with a low, long growl.\u00a0 Her nails popped off as her claws continued to lengthen, spearing her blouse as she tugged at them with whatever was consuming her and causing her to writhe.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">White fur emerged above her breasts in an irregular pattern.\u00a0 Her nipples suddenly pressed against her shirt and she continued to pull, growling and digging her other hand into the arm of the couch.\u00a0 He looked away as she exposed herself and her full, perfect breast.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Fuuuck,&#8221; Madison gasped finally, panting next to him.\u00a0 &#8220;Fuck.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Carl chanced a look but her blouse was mostly fixed again.\u00a0 Her nipples dented her shirt and she stared at him, her wide tongue briefly hanging against her bottom lip before it worked around her mouth and she smiled.\u00a0 Black cracks showed in the red of her lips and around her nostrils.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Hurts,&#8221; she whispered, winded from the previous effort.\u00a0 She lay her hand on his thigh and squeezed him but he pushed her away.\u00a0 &#8220;But feels so fucking good despite that.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">When had she gotten so close to me?<\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"> he wondered.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He tried to wrap his warm around his wife but she shrugged him off and Madison laughed again.\u00a0 Black hairs showed at the edges of the white mark on her chest and he could see her tail thumping behind her, sharing in her amusement.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Offa me,&#8221; Susan slurred, drinking more of her wine, tilting it back until it was empty.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">His step-daughter stood and grabbed the bottle on the coffee table.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;She&#8217;s had enough,&#8221; Carl said.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;No, she hasn&#8217;t,&#8221; Madison said firmly.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Haven&#8217;t,&#8221; Susan agreed, her head drooping.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The young woman stood with her leg against Carl.\u00a0 He stared down at the floor, unwilling to look at her hips or ass or the fur slowly spreading along her belly.\u00a0 Her calves flexed beneath the short, glossy fur covering them.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Finished pouring, Madison sat in Carl&#8217;s lap, wrapping her arm around his neck.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Don&#8217;t!&#8221; Carl hissed.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">She laughed and pulled his head against her breasts.\u00a0 For a moment he felt her fur on his cheek but he pulled away and she took her arm off of him.\u00a0 He relaxed, thinking she was going to obey but she quickly shoved her hand into his pants instead.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Ohhhh,&#8221; she moaned, licking his ear and nibbling his lobe with her sharp teeth.\u00a0 &#8220;<\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Someone&#8217;s<\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"> excited, isn&#8217;t he?&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The palm of her hand felt rough and thick against his erect cock.\u00a0 She squeezed and pumped him while kissing his cheek.\u00a0 Her breathing quickened as she tugged faster.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Ma-&#8221; he tried to say.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Seeing her chance, she twisted and kissed him, thrusting her wide tongue deep in his mouth, forcing him to kiss her in return.\u00a0 She melted into him, whining quietly as their tongues wrapped together.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Don&#8217;t!&#8221; he whispered fiercely, pushing her away when his wife&#8217;s hanging head swiveled slowly.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Carl grabbed Madison&#8217;s hand and pulled, forcing her out of his pants.\u00a0 She growled but rubbed her hand against her nose, scenting him.\u00a0 She breathed deeply, moaning as she smelled his cock and he watched as the skin covering her palm swelled, soft pink darkening to match the wine his wife drank.\u00a0 It changed further as she dragged her tongue along her hand to taste him and her tongue rasped against the leathery padding forming.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Ah!&#8221; Madison cried out, pressing into him.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Carl grabbed her and held her by reflex as she groaned.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Hurts,&#8221; she whimpered.\u00a0 &#8220;Hurts.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He could hear her bones clicking in her jaw as her face reshaped.\u00a0 She breathed in shallow, quick breaths interspersed with tiny high-pitched whines as her face lengthened.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Unsure of what else to do, he stroked her hair.\u00a0 She pressed harder into him in encouragement and he scratched her, dragging his nails against her fur and scratching behind her ears before he realized what he was doing.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Don&#8217;t stop,&#8221; she whispered.\u00a0 &#8220;Helps.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">With his eyes closed, he continued stroking her, sliding a hand down her neck.\u00a0 The fur was thick there and continued between her shoulder blades until he felt her bare back.\u00a0 Her tail thumped loudly against the couch and she wriggled against him.\u00a0 His traitorous left hand reached down and squeezed her ass, digging his nails into the skin beneath the silky black fur.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Madison groaned and licked his neck as her hands worked at his zipper.\u00a0 Her claws scratched his skin and he clenched his hands against her in response, driving her more wild.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Shouldn&#8217;t,&#8221; he gasped as she freed his cock.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;She&#8217;s cheating on you,&#8221; Madison whispered.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;What?&#8221; Carl asked.\u00a0 &#8220;What did you-oooohhhh god!&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">She shifted, pulling the bottom of her soaked shorts to the side as she pressed her folded bitch&#8217;s pussy down on his hardened cock.\u00a0 Susan snorted beside them and the empty wine glass thumped to the floor.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Madison grabbed her shirt at the neck and pulled, tearing the fabric to expose her breasts as she slowly eased herself down on Carl&#8217;s dick.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Look,&#8221; his step-daughter whispered.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">She leaned back with one hand on the couch to steady herself.\u00a0 Her other hand spread the fur aside on her belly.\u00a0 A tiny black nipple lay hidden beneath the fur.\u00a0 She pulled it and growled, rocking her hips while flexing her muscles to squeeze his cock.\u00a0 Finally, she leaned forward, licking his ear and hair with her massive tongue.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Teats,&#8221; she gasped, groaning and moaning as she impaled herself on his cock.\u00a0 &#8220;For our cubs.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;God!&#8221; Carl gasped, squeezing her ass.\u00a0 He didn&#8217;t care about the &#8216;cubs&#8217; comment but her voice was dripping with raw, animal lust and her smell wound its way entirely through him until he couldn&#8217;t think past anything but the girl bouncing on his cock.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He pulled her close and pressed his face between her breasts as she gripped the back of the couch.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Yes!&#8221; Madison cried out.\u00a0 &#8220;Yes, like that!&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">His right hand reached up to the base of her tail while his left squeezed her ass and his mouth wrapped around her nipple.\u00a0 He buried himself in her as she flexed her hips and ass, forcing his cock as deep into her pussy as she could.\u00a0 The black fur growing up and over her breasts tickled his lips when it surrounded her nipple but he ignored it as he swirled the hardened, soft wrinkled skin with his wet tongue.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Yes! Yes! Yes!&#8221; Madison whined.\u00a0 &#8220;My tail, yes!&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He pulled and she shuddered, crying out as her pussy pulsed around his cock.\u00a0 He pulled her thick, smooth tail harder and she collapsed against him, growling and whimpering as words were lost to her.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Madison&#8217;s toes scratched against the floor.\u00a0 They spread as bones within her feet were pushed aside by new muscles forming around them.\u00a0 Her nails dragged against the floor and then fell off as lengthening claws separated them from the nail beds.\u00a0 The girl&#8217;s pinky toe slid back as her bones stretched, pushing her eight other toes forward.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Baby, yes,&#8221; she moaned, finding her rhythm once more.\u00a0 &#8220;Baby, yes.\u00a0 Cum in me.\u00a0 Cum in me, please.\u00a0 Yes!&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He pushed her back and she shoved herself down, soaking his crotch and slacks with her spasming pussy.\u00a0 Holding her back for support, he leaned in, pressing his face into her belly fur until his lips slid over a teat high on her stomach, just below her ribcage.\u00a0 He latched on and her claws pierced his back hard enough to draw blood.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Fuck!&#8221; Madison screamed.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Susan stirred.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Whassat?&#8221; she asked, her head lolling before falling back against the arm of the couch.\u00a0 &#8220;Whassat. Whaasssss-&#8220;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He grabbed her ass and spread her as he sucked at her smaller nipple.\u00a0 The faint taste of milk filled his mouth but he ignored it, pulling her down hard while shoving himself up in short, powerful thrusts.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Again, god!\u00a0 God!&#8221; Madison screamed as Susan snored.\u00a0 She quivered but forced herself on.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Please please please oh god please,&#8221; the girl rambled, her paws clawing through her fur and over her breasts and over Carl&#8217;s body.\u00a0 She seemed unable to control the flow of words streaming from her sable muzzle.\u00a0 &#8220;Fill me.\u00a0 Fill my bitch pussy with your cum.\u00a0 Breed me, god yes breed me with your babies and fill me until I&#8217;m leaking with your cum covering my fur-!&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Madison howled, her floppy ears trembling and her head back as Carl grunted and his cock swelled within her pussy.\u00a0 He held her waist and dug his nails into the fur on her back as he came over and over.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Baby, yes, baby,&#8221; Madison said, collapsing against him.\u00a0 She jerked and then lay still.\u00a0 &#8220;Yes.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">They lay together on the couch, panting and breathing fast.\u00a0 Madison&#8217;s paw slid against Carl&#8217;s chest.\u00a0 Her padding grabbed at the hair on his chest so she brought her hand up to slide her claws through his hair instead.\u00a0 He stroked her back in return, scratching down her side over and over in slow movements as they relaxed.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;I&#8217;m sorry,&#8221; he whispered.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;For what?&#8221; she asked.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Your,&#8221; he struggled to find the right words.\u00a0 &#8220;Body.\u00a0 This body.\u00a0 I don&#8217;t know what happened but I&#8217;m sorry it happened to-&#8220;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Don&#8217;t,&#8221; she told him.\u00a0 &#8220;I love it.\u00a0 I was scared at first but it&#8217;s amazing.\u00a0 I <\/span><b><i>feel<\/i><\/b><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"> amazing.\u00a0 Like a weight gone from my shoulders.\u00a0 And everything is just so much brighter and <\/span><b><i>real<\/i><\/b><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"> somehow.\u00a0 I can&#8217;t explain it.\u00a0 And, God!\u00a0 The heat!\u00a0 That fucking-&#8220;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">She ground against him slowly with a whine.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Fucking heat,&#8221; she whimpered.\u00a0 &#8220;Doesn&#8217;t stop.\u00a0 But the orgasms.\u00a0 Never.\u00a0 Uhhh.\u00a0 Never felt.\u00a0 Anything. Like it.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;The bed,&#8221; he growled in her ear.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">She nodded, pushing off and then stumbling on legs that felt like jelly.\u00a0 He caught her and she smiled at him with her long, wide muzzle.\u00a0 Finally, she stood on her forefeet and her nails clicked against the hardwood floor.\u00a0 He took her hand and pulled her towards the bedroom as his wife snored loudly behind them.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The click of the lock was soon followed by Madison moaning as she lay on all fours with her tail up and her legs spread, waiting to be mounted.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8212;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">A small tumbler lay on the end table.\u00a0 Carl picked it up and sipped it as he slowly scratched behind Sable&#8217;s ear beside him.\u00a0 The dog opened its eyes briefly and huffed.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Madison had been right &#8211; his wife had been cheating on him.\u00a0 For a while now.\u00a0 Said that once she&#8217;d started changing, she could smell him on her.\u00a0 And it made sense with everything else.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He took his time and hired a private investigator to follow her and take pictures.\u00a0 Unfortunately for her, they didn&#8217;t live in a no-fault state.\u00a0 She was pissed when he served her divorce papers but he didn&#8217;t care.\u00a0 He didn&#8217;t try to screw her over but made sure she got barely anything from him.\u00a0 He&#8217;d almost kept the house but decided to sell it instead.\u00a0 Too many bad memories.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Sable whined beside him and he gently stroked her forehead.\u00a0 Her tail curled tight against her body.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;It&#8217;s alright,&#8221; he whispered to her.\u00a0 &#8220;That&#8217;s a good girl, it&#8217;s alright.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">She stretched out, placing her head on his thigh while looking up at him with her eyes as blue as a winter&#8217;s sky.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Popping sounds filled the living room and Sable growled, closing her eyes as her spine began to lengthen.\u00a0 He held her and scratched her back and she licked his other hand and then whined as her hips clicked.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Her front paw touched his thigh and the claws slid against his leg until her still-short fingers gripped his slacks.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Sable&#8217;s legs strained as they lengthened, her claws scratching softly against the leather couch when her expanding body forced them to grow.\u00a0 Tiny bones and ligaments formed as her knee regrew into their proper shape and her calves swelled.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The dog turned to lie on her back as fat and muscle built within her haunch and her tailbone grew wide, the bones within pressing against the skin until the curves of her waist grew more defined.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Milk ducts and fatty tissue developed behind the top row of her teats.\u00a0 They separated from the rest of her teats as her torso grew out and the skin surrounding them bulged into tiny breasts.\u00a0 Wrinkled, pebbled flesh grew up around her nipples as her breast pushed out from her widening chest and her areola formed beneath her fur.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Carl caressed Madison&#8217;s muzzle as she whimpered and kicked.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Good girl,&#8221; he murmured, rubbing her soft ear gently.\u00a0 &#8220;That&#8217;s a good girl, it&#8217;s alright.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">She licked his hand tentatively and then jerked again as her shoulder popped and her front legs turned into small arms.\u00a0 She gripped his leg tightly and pressed her head against him.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Carl&#8217;s thumb scratched the white diamond pattern on her forehead as her muzzle trembled.\u00a0 Bones within her snout slid and cracked until it was human sized.\u00a0 She growled, showing her sharp teeth but slowly crawled into his lap, pushing with her trembling legs and quivering arms as he held her tight.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The tip of her tail tapped against the couch.\u00a0 Already thick &#8211; his leg held welts where it had slapped against him in excitement, it grew even more dense to match her growing form.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The tapping tip of her tail turned into rapid thumping and she twisted against him when her leg sockets reattached to her hips, straddling his lap with her head bowed against his throat.\u00a0 Carl scratched his nails down her soft, short back fur and her tail slammed painfully into his leg.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;There she is,&#8221; he said quietly.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Here I am,&#8221; Madison answered softly, leaning back.\u00a0 &#8220;Fuck.\u00a0 Every day and you&#8217;d think it&#8217;d get easier but it doesn&#8217;t.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u00a0&#8220;I&#8217;m sorry, babe,&#8221; he told her.\u00a0\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">She placed her clawed finger on his lips and then took it away and licked his mouth.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Don&#8217;t be,&#8221; she said.\u00a0 &#8220;It&#8217;s still amazing. Every minute.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Can you slow your tail?&#8221; he asked.\u00a0 &#8220;It&#8217;s killing me.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">She laughed and shrugged.\u00a0 &#8220;Can&#8217;t, sorry.\u00a0 Just happy.\u00a0 Oh.\u00a0 The salmon and brown rice is <\/span><b><i>definitely<\/i><\/b><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"> better than the chicken and sweet potato mix.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;So the Purina brand?&#8221; he asked, surprised.\u00a0 &#8220;I thought the more expensive one would be better.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Eh, tastes are different,&#8221; she said.\u00a0 She sat up and her ears canted back as she turned her muzzle to kiss him.\u00a0 Her tail crashed into his leg but he ignored it and kissed her back.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Have you figured out the ball thing yet?&#8221; he asked, breaking away.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Ball?!&#8221; she asked and her ears perked up as she looked around.\u00a0 &#8220;Goddammit.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Wow, still?&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;I can&#8217;t help it!&#8221; she sighed.\u00a0 &#8220;And, no.\u00a0 When I&#8217;m Sable, everything is simpler.\u00a0 There&#8217;s less layers in my brain and everything&#8217;s more pure.\u00a0 And so much energy, god!\u00a0 I just want to run and-&#8220;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;And?&#8221; he prompted.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Nothing,&#8221; she answered, looking away with her tail down.\u00a0 But then her tail curled and she smiled.\u00a0 &#8220;And chase!\u00a0 God, chasing is soooo fun.\u00a0 I can&#8217;t help it.\u00a0 The ball moves and I want to chase it.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Or squirrels,&#8221; he laughed, tapping her on the tip of her blackened, wet nose.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Or squirrels,&#8221; she agreed with another sigh before licking his finger with her rough tongue.\u00a0 &#8220;I&#8217;m just glad I haven&#8217;t caught one yet.\u00a0 Kinda.\u00a0 Kinda glad.\u00a0 Maybe.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Will the lady be taking off her fur coat this evening?&#8221; he asked tentatively.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;I don&#8217;t know,&#8221; she said.\u00a0 &#8220;I still can&#8217;t control it.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">A few days after he moved out, he woke up to Sable sleeping beside him.\u00a0 It had been incredibly traumatic but she&#8217;d seemed happy and loving and cuddly.\u00a0 Like a normal dog.\u00a0 A little after noon, she changed back into her half-human form and described how it felt.\u00a0 It happened the same every day after that &#8211; changing fully into a dog between 2 and 3 am and then a hybrid after noon.\u00a0 Some days she continued to change slowly throughout the evening until she was fully human.\u00a0 Only to wake again fully a dog in the morning.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Yet it never seemed to bother her.\u00a0 If anything, she was more energetic and happy than ever.\u00a0 She said the dog form was freeing.\u00a0 There wasn&#8217;t anything to worry about and she was boundless.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Do you miss her?&#8221; she asked him.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;You,&#8221; he told her.\u00a0 &#8220;It&#8217;s all you.\u00a0 And it&#8217;s sometimes nice to go out for the evening.\u00a0 Together.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Oh, that reminds me,&#8221; she said, rubbing her neck.\u00a0 &#8220;Can you look for a different collar?\u00a0 Maybe neoprene?\u00a0 I don&#8217;t think leather feels good.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Deal,&#8221; 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