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The hissing sound grew more insistent. She continued to look around for the source, but no matter where she went through the house, the sound never changed in volume; it seemed to be following her around.

She began to see if the sound was coming from behind the refrigerator, when her belly seemed to brush the countertop too soon. She wasn't that close to it, was she?

She looked down and saw her shirt was pushed out and bunched up a little. She also saw something that resembled a pale, flesh colored ball sticking out from below the folds.

"What the...?"

Brooke hated having to get out bed this early in the morning. Unfortunately, it was the only way to make sure her plan was set in place without Laura, her fast asleep girlfriend, from noticing. After she took a moment to glare at the alarm clock in contempt, she got out of bed. Taking a moment to grab her notebook, she took a seat, and wrote a message with the pen that was next to it.

 

Writing the "incident" off as just a dream - Shannon found it to be a better term for what happened than "transformation and indulgence in deviant yet absurdly satisfying sexual desires" - proved to be an immediate impossibility; Caitlin was positively glowing the next time she saw her.  Fortunately her transformation had been thorough enough that she didn't recognize her as being the one who visited her that night.  Either that or she was being discrete in public.

The two late teens stood in the barn eyeing each other off, letting the sexual tension build between them as they looked over each other, fantasizing about what was to come. They were on Felix’s farm and this encounter was his idea. Felix was the younger of the two, slightly smaller with scruffy, light brown hair that stuck up from his head, his hands tucked into his overalls to stop himself from rushing the moment by touching himself or Henry. Henry was taller and leaner than Felix, with neatly kept blonde hair.