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As the sun started to dip below the horizon on the campus of Northern Illinois University, Amity gently placed her hand in Luz's, giving it a small squeeze. "We won't get in trouble for this, right?"
Luz barked out a laugh. "Please, do you really think security will give a damn? We're just going to study."
"Sure, 'study'," Amity added, using her free hand to pull her coat a little tighter. "What'll we be studying? Demon-werewolf intercourse techniques?"
"Yeah, exactly!" the werewolf said with a cheeky smile. "But we can just say 'anatomy' or something. I do legit need to get better with my canid muscle identification."
Amity scoffed. "Couldn't your Wolf just feed you all the answers?"
The Latina rolled her eyes. "Do you know all the tiny muscles and stuff that go into your wings and legs and stuff, Miss Demon? Wolfie cares about hunting and snapping necks, she doesn't care what the muscles or body parts are called."
"Oh," she replied flatly, blushing the smallest bit in embarrassment. "Did not realize that. How is she, by the way? Is Toebeans awake yet?"
Luz paused, closing her eyes to focus on the second resident in her brain's control center. She wasn't fully awake yet, but Luz could tell the Wolf was only a few minutes away from noticing the smell of her mate and the pull of the moon. Really, though, the scent of AMITY AMITY AMITY was much more present and more likely to get Wolfie going.
"Uhh, we've got a couple of minutes, but we should probably hurry just to be safe," Luz answered.
Amity nodded. "Yeah, that's probably smart." After a beat, the demon asked a question that had been bouncing around in her brain. "So how do these 'dens' work, anyway? Like, I highly doubt they'll look like little zoo enclosures just plopped down in the middle of campus."
Luz scoffed and chuckled. "From what I've heard through the grapevine, they're more like... repurposed classrooms, essentially. As for the quality? I dunno." The werewolf shrugged her shoulders as she sped ahead to get the door for her girlfriend.
Holding open the door to Wirtz Hall, Luz bowed her head and waved her free hand in front of her. "Ladies first."
Amity curtsied as she passed her girlfriend. "Look at you. Chivalry isn't dead." When she entered the building proper, she looked around. "So, where are we headed?"
Pulling out her phone, Luz double checked the text she'd received from Julio, the pack's coordinator for who got what den when during each full moon. "J-man says... We've got room 0-2-9. Guessing that's the basement, then?"
The demon to her side shrugged. "Makes sense to me. Lead the way, Miss Werewolf."
Following her girlfriend's recommendation, Luz scouted out the ground floor of the building, looking for wherever the stairs or an elevator bank was hiding. Eventually, she found a door that opened to a stairwell, and the two descended to the basement level of Wirtz Hall.
"You ever been here?" Amity questioned. "This place is part of health and human sciences, right?"
"I'm veterinary sciences, not human," Luz reminded her. "Have never stepped foot in this building until two minutes ago."
"Oh, right." Amity blushed in embarrassment at the faux pas as the two continued down the steps. "Sorry. Guess I just thought there was some kind of crossover or something in buildings and courses and stuff."
As Luz reached the bottom of the stairs, she looked behind her. "You're fine, Ams. Alrighty. Room oh-twenty-nine here we come."
While the two walked down the hall in search of their designated fuck spot, Amity silently reached her hand up and laced her fingers through Luz's. Giving a small squeeeze, the demon looked up at her partner and gave a hopeful smile. Luz responded by sticking out her tongue and making a silly face, drawing out a laugh from Amity.
Eventually, the pair found themselves standing in front of their room for the night. The two stared at the door for a long few seconds before Luz eventually worked up the nerve and nudged the door open with her foot. The room inside was dark, and fine details were hard to make out. Both could tell the space inside was sizable, though, and that it definitely had... things in it, but neither could tell exactly what was what.
Taking a leap of faith, Amity briskly walked into the room and ran her hand along the wall, hoping that her fingers would run into something. Eventually, thy did, finding a lone switch. Flicking on the overhead lights, Amity let out a long exhale as she took in the sights of the den.
This place was honestly far more put together than she had expected from the name. Even though it was obvious that this room had previously been a classroom of some type, all the whiteboards and desks and tables had been taken out and replaced by things that were decidedly more 'homey'. The room was split into thirds: a bedroom, a living room/kitchen combo, and a bathroom. Each section was divided by a large blackout curtain, though they were all retracted currently. Letting out a low whistle, Amity chuckled. "Man, they don't skimp out on the digs, do they?"
"Nope," Luz replied with a pop of the P, sticking her head out the door to check one last time that nobody had trailed them. Satisfied that there were no unwanted visitors, she closed the door and locked it with a soft click.
When, Luz turned back to face her girlfriend, though, she wasn't just Luz anymore. She tried to take a step towards Amity, but her foot caught on the floor, and she stumbled. Rushing over, the demon barely managed to catch Luz before she face-planted.
"Woah, there," Amity said quickly. "Wolfie up?"
Luz couldn't exactly force her mouth to say words right now given the current battle for control over the transformation of her body, so the human side of her just forced a nod.
"Alright, alright..." Amity said quietly, doing her best to remain calm. "Let's, uhhh... couch! Yeah, couch! Come on. Let's not fall over this time."
Hooking her head under Luz's shoulder, Amity shuffled the two over to the couch before laying the werewolf down on the leather cushions. "Where are the changes starting?" She inquired.
"Legs, feet," Luz forced out through gritted teeth. "God, fucking CHILL, Wolf! Jesus!" she hissed, managing to seize firm control for a few precious seconds.
"Right, okay," Amity said with a nod. Getting down on her knees, the demon wiggled off the werewolf's sneakers and socks just in time to see Luz's feet slowly morph from cute little human tootsies into clawed wolf paws.
As Amity hooked her fingers around the waistline of the werewolf's jeans, Luz forced a laugh. "Wow, Ams. Can't wait five minutes to get into my pants, huh?"
"Is now really the time for jokes?" Amity replied, yanking down the denim. "Should I get the underwear off too?"
"I'm trying to -- SHUT UP, WOLF! -- not think about what's happening down there!" Luz yelped, doing her darnedest to not pay any attention to the fact that she was probably a few seconds away from sporting a red rocket between her legs. She took shuddering breaths as fur started to spread up her legs, all of the muscles bulging and rippling and growing under her flesh. "~It's so weird!~" she said in a faux sing-song voice.
The demon would have smiled under any other situation at her girlfriend's goofiness, but right now was far too serious for that. Careful with her finger placement, Amity slowly pulled Luz's boxers down before removing them from the werewolf's legs, avoiding the sharp clawed feet as to not shred the fabric. As she did this, Amity couldn't stop herself from noticing the changes that were happening around Luz's crotch. Her thighs were thickening and hips were widening, but the star of the show was the slow, steady, pulsing growth that was Luz's wolf-cock making its presence known as it grew out of and then enveloped her human pussy, saying hello with a drop of pre forming at the tip.
(If that had been the end of the transformation, Amity would have happily gone to town servicing that gorgeous red rocket, but she had more pressing matters at hand.)
When the member stopped growing, Amity paused to look up at Luz. "Is that Stage 1 done?" she asked.
"Mm-hmm," Luz intoned through pressed lips and slammed shut eyes. "I think the Stretch is -- WOLF, I SWEAR TO GOD -- coming next. Wolfie -- BE QUIET, PLEASE! -- really, really wants to speed things along so she can pound you into the mattress."
"Okay, okay," Amity nodded, rolling her shoulders and fluttering her wings. The Stretch was usually the final aspect of the transformation, but apparently Wolf had other ideas tonight. "Let's get out of your shirt and bra before they get shredded."
"No bra on, just shirt. Less -- FUCK -- hassle," Luz replied.
Bending over at the waist, Luz stuck her arms out in front of her, allowing Amity to grab hold of both sleeves of the werewolf's t-shirt and quickly remove it. As the demon helped her girlfriend strip, Luz felt her mind's second resident perk up once more.
Mate-scent is so close, Wolf noted. Why are we not in our love-sharing form already? Hurry, human! Hurry! Hurry!
Or you could gimme a fucking second, Wolf! Luz shot back. You aren't the one who has to deal with our body going all wack-a-doodle-dandy and trying to not eat shit in front of Amity. The human then added, Plus I like the clothes I'm wearing and don't want to destroy them.
Wolf huffed mentally. Fine, but hurry. Moon-pull is strong and mate is teasing us with her scent.
Yeah, I know, Human replied. And that's just Amity's regular scent, you horny dog. She smells perfect regardless of the moon or you wanting to jump her bones.
"How can I help?" Amity said aloud, snapping Luz's attention back to the world outside of her brain.
Luz's brain faltered. Right now, the demon was leaning over Luz at just the right angle and the werewolf had the most perfect view of her girlfriend's cleavage. "Oh, uhhh... Fuck... Um... Nothing?"
Luz was technically telling the truth. Wolfie had pressured their body into skyrocketing in height and all that a little early, and that meant that the only changes left were of the furry variety, which Luz could only really deal with herself. Amity had helped with the clothes management, which the werewolf was eternally grateful for, but now Luz had to get used to things on her own.
The first furry change was the tail. Sprouting out from Luz's now-actually-properly-named tailbone, Luz quickly stood up so that she wasn't squishing the growing appendage against her ass. The tail itself started out as an ugly worm-looking thing. Thankfully, fur grew over the skin quickly to make it no longer look like a weird flesh tentacle. Then, Luz felt her face begin to elongate and her teeth grow sharper. Her jaw morphed and shifted and her nose flattened down into her snout as it kept extending out and out and out. Similar to the tail, Luz looked more like a freakshow attraction before that blessed fur sprouted and turned her face into a living fursuit head, which she thought looked way better. For the final round of changes, her ears grew pointed and slowly migrated up her head to complete the transformation from human to hybrid.
The morph finally complete, Luz looked down at her newly morphed body and took a few long, deep breaths. Placing one clawed foot-paw-thing in front of the other, she took a few tentative steps to get used to this new body and it's proportions and locomotion. Little baby steps, Luz thought to herself. Don't need to be running a marathon just yet.
As Luz looked down at her feet, though, something caught her eye.
Wolf? Luz asked internally.
What? she responded.
Did you fucking make our dick bigger?! the human mind-shouted.
I might have had an influence. Wolf replied. It is now actually proportional, though. Our last one was dreadfully undersized compared to the rest of our body in this form.
That... But... Human tried to come up with some argument as to why having a fatter dong was a bad thing. What about Amity, though?
Our mate is a smart girl, Wolf said. She'll know what to do.
Jesus, Luz muttered internally.
"You having a conversation with Toebeans?" Amity inquired when Luz had been standing still for a solid five seconds without moving a muscle.
The werewolf shook her head. "Oh, yeah. Yeah." Luz said. "Wolfie and I are talking about... things. Boring stuff."
Amity gave a sharp exhaled and laughed. "You two are cute." Then, the demon grew serious. "Actually, though, uh... Can I... talk to Wolf? If that's possible, please. I wanna ask her something."
Luz raised an eyebrow. "Oh... Yeah, sure! Gimme a sec. One Wolf consciousness coming up."
Amity smiled and shook her head from side to side. When she raised her head back up to look at her girlfriend, the demon found herself staring at a pair of golden eyes where there had once been brown. This wasn't the Human Luz in control anymore, this was the Wolf piloting the body.
"Prin-cess?" Wolf said slowly, unsure of her own voice. The timbre and cadence was slower, choppier than when the Human had control of the voice box. "You want... talk?"
Amity nodded slowly. "I do, Wolf." She paused, trying to think of how to put what she was trying to say into words. "I know that Luz, err, Human Luz and I have obviously said yes to-" she gestured all around her, encompassing the whole of the den, "- all of this. But are you okay with what we're gonna do?"
The demon took a breath before she continued. "Because, y'know, my... scent affects you. I want to know that you want this and I'm not, like, inadvertently compelling you to do anything you don't wanna."
The Wolf blinked as it worked to understand what Amity had said. "You want... ask Wolf if okay? With... love make?"
Amity nodded. "You're a part of this too, after all."
"Oh," Wolf intoned, her eyes widening. "Did not know... Prin-cess think of Wolf... like that."
"Why not?" Amity questioned. Was it not obvious? "I love you, Wolf."
The demon princess chuckled. "It'd be pretty weird if I only loved half of my girlfriend, after all."
"You love... Wolf?" she responded, frowning ever so slightly. "Why? Wolf is... dumb. Human Luz is... smart. Very smart. Wolf not. Why you love Wolf?"
Amity scoffed. "Why wouldn't I love you? You're as much a part of Luz as the human side is. You can't have one without the other." The princess smiled. "Plus, you're smart, too. Like, yeah, Human Luz is book smart: she knows about animals and history and whatever. You, though, Wolf, you are... nature smart. You didn't need to go to school to learn how to survive out in the wild or how to hunt down a deer. Trust me, if you dropped me in the middle of a forest, I'd die in hours. You would thrive. That sounds really freaking smart to me."
Wolf gave a small smile, eyes brightening at her mate's words. "You... think Wolf... smart?"
Amity nodded. "I do."
"Wolf think... Prin-cess smart too," the Wolf replied. She paused to translate her thoughts into words before continuing. "When Wolf look at Prin-cess... smell Prin-cess... It make Wolf want... love make. Wolf want make Prin-cess... feel good."
Amity smiled slyly. "I think the word you're looking for is 'fuck'. You want to fuck me, don't you?"
"Fuck," Wolf repeated slowly. "Y-yes... Wolf want... fuck Prin-cess. Can Wolf?"
Amity just responded with a grin, before she leaned back on the bed. Slowly, she lifted her hoodie, revealing her slim human-looking stomach, though a few patches of fur peeked through. Then she lifted it higher, letting one breast fall free before cupping it with her hand. "I saw you looking at my girls earlier," she teased. "I bet a horny little puppy like you wanted to rip off this hoodie, but that spoilsport Human Luz probably told you to calm down, right?"
"Y-yes," Wolf replied, eyes laser focused, a tiny hint of drool collecting at her lip. "Human said... No touch yet."
Amity smirked. "Well, now you can touch 'em all you want. Come fuck your Princess, Wolfie."