The tigress led Vivian away from the water and her friends, walking on all fours with Vivian’s hand resting gently on the small of her back.
“When will your boyfriend be coming back?” Vivian said with a slight chuckle.
Anna shook her feline head. “Won’t come back. Tigers don’t…mate. Weretigers have choice…to mate or be lone. Chose to leave.”
Vivian lowered her head. “I’m sorry. What…what about us?”
The feline woman stopped her travel, turning her head to lock her green eyes with Vivian’s brown human eyes. “You want…to be mate?”
“Yes,” she whispered, kissing her muzzle passionately. “More than anything.”
Anne growled. “Then…you become…mate…once we reach…jungle.”
The two quickened their pace, eager to reach the jungle portal. They stepped through, finding themselves within the lush jungle lands. Strangely, the moon overhead was full once again, as though the land was made just for werecreatures. Everything about it intoxicated Vivian; she knew instinctively that she belonged here.
Anne brought Vivian quickly to the dew-drenched ground, licking her face as she tore away the human girl’s clothes and ground against her bare body.
“Anne,” she moaned. “Please…turn me…into a…weretigress!”
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