"I think it would be best if you all stayed the night," Jake said.
Miriam blinked. “Are you sure it’s okay?”
“Of course it’s okay,” Eileen replied. “Amy could really use the full support of her friends.”
The girls exchanged looks, and nodded in agreement. “Thanks,” Diane said. “We’ll try and stay out of your way.”
Jake waved the notion away. “Don’t worry about it. We’re not getting to sleep any time soon tonight; have as much fun as you want.”
Eileen nodded. “Go on in; she’s waiting for you.”
The girls smiled and thanked Amy’s parents, then went into Amy’s room, closing the door behind them. Jake and Eileen watched them close the door, holding hands as they drew close to each other. They walked hand in hand down the stairs, foregoing their normal bedroom for the isolation of the basement. Jake’s jeans and Eileen’s slacks tore above the backside with the moon-induced growth of their long striped tails; the mated weretigers smiled with growling, fanged grins as they quickened their pace, eager to try out the new bodies gifted to them by their daughter’s bite.
Diane, Beth, and Miriam had a great deal of fun during the night with Amy, talking and playing with each other’s hair and manes.
It was just before
Mon May 6 20:34:34 2002