Simon
Fuck.
I fucked that right up.
She just felt so good, and she was so submissive and so sweet, and the way it felt when I came inside her mouth, it was just so primal and satisfying that it must have triggered a partial shift.
As soon as I can get my head back to a human form, which takes some effort and more than a few reversal drops, I go after her. I am cursing to myself the entire way, hoping that I can maintain my human form. These experiments are getting wildly out of control. I should slow down. I should be more reasonable. I should probably stop taking fresh concoctions in the hope that I will have a breakthrough.
I really thought the experiment under the blood moon was a total success. I came into the lab thinking I’d cracked the code entirely, that I was completely the master of my domain, and of her.
Then I got horny and the whole fucking thing fell apart. The beast got too powerful to contain. It’s good she panicked and ran. If she’d kept going, the shift might have been total, and then we might have had another wolf-loose-in-the-lab situation. Veronica would not have been pleased.
I follow her to her apartment about fifteen minutes after she left the lab. She ran out fast, but she rides the bus, and I have enough of my animal senses and human intellect in place to know she’s probably going home. I already know where she lives, having ravaged her there before.
When I get there it looks like a small cyclone has hit it.
The room is thick with the smell of her and her fear. I can smell the path of her fear. I can picture the way she moved around the room, grabbing the things she needed.
My eyes follow the trajectory of her fear and end up landing on something pink, leather, and important.
She’s left her purse behind.
* * *
Lydia
I’ve left my purse behind.
I reach for it to pay for my ticket, and I find that it’s not there. I dig through my bag while the ticketing agent and the line behind me both wait impatiently.
“I’m sorry, just a moment,” I say. “I know I grabbed it.”
“Move to the side until you can find a payment method, ma’am,” he says.
“It’s in here somewhere, I’m sure,” I explain. “I’m sorry. I packed quickly.” I reach into my bag and try to grab out the pink thing. All I manage to do is triumphantly yank a bra out in front of everyone. Pink, much like my purse, but not actually worth anything in terms of currency. Nobody is impressed.
“Move to the side,” he repeats. “Or I’m going to have to ask security to come move you.”
I get out of the way, scuttling for the entrance of the station. I know I have my money in my bag. I crouch down off to the side at the entrance and start rifling through desperately. It would have been the first thing I put in, I’m sure of it. I remember seeing it specifically in the corner of…
My purse slides under my nose, but it’s not because it came out of my bag. Instead, it is delivered in the large and actually quite darkly haired hand of none other than Simon Seek who, for now, has the face of a man.
“Are you looking for this?”
“Yes,” I say stiffly. “Thank you.”
“You’ll need it to flee the state,” he says.
“Yeah. I will.”
“Mind if I come with you?” He flashes a smile that verges on triumphant.
“I’d rather you didn’t. I’m not really interested in the kind of work you do, Dr. Seek. I know it’s very fascinating, and important, and will no doubt change the entire world. But I can’t… I can’t.” I think back to being on my knees, his cock in my mouth, the thick length of it throbbing over my tongue. I am becoming aroused from the act of orally servicing him. I like that he is making me submissive, giving me a gift of not having to make decisions. And then I look up, and something so fierce and animal and hungry is looking down at me…
“I didn’t mean to scare you. I’m sorry that it scared you, but I can assure you that you’re safe with me.” He crouches down in front of me. “I like you far too much to ever put you in danger.”
“I don’t think you understand danger,” I say. “You think that testing on yourself makes sense, and that means you aren’t careful. If you can’t be careful with you, you’re not going to be careful with me, are you?”