“Hello! Mom?” I heard a male voice call out. “It’s just me!”
I quickly looked at Jenna hoping for a plan, but I found her staring back at me with the same wide-eyed expression I imagined I was wearing. I silently mouthed my question.
What now?
“Can you do the Russian thing again?” She asked in a whisper. I nodded my response.
Jenna looked flustered a bit, her mind still concocting some story to tell. Finally, she frowned slightly, grabbed my hand, and led me upstairs with her. I fell in behind her, deciding to play it as some sort of call-girl that Kate had found.
“Hello, honey!” Jenna called as we neared the top of the stairs.
I recognized the young man from the small photograph in the corner of Jenna’s mirror. His features were handsomely featured, but what really threw me was his outfit. He was dressed in S.W.A.T. style tactical gear.
I didn’t see any sort of marking on his outfit denoting any particular law enforcement agency, but that didn’t mean he wasn’t a cop. His eyes locked on me as Jenna and I crossed the living room towards him.
“Hel-lo!” he said in a very provocative manner, eying me up and down quickly. “What do we have here?”
“Hi, honey.” Jenna said, embracing her son quickly. It was odd seeing them hug. Jenna appeared to be only about 30 or so, while her son appeared to be in his mid-twenties. I knew the Tauros milk they drank daily kept them looking young and healthy, but it was still an odd sight.
I smelled a wiff of something strange.
“Jason, this is a friend of Kate’s that she found at the bar the other night. Her name is Mercury.” Jenna gestured to me.
“A pleasure to meet you, my dear Mercury.” Jason said in a very formal, gentlemanly way. He took my hand and kissed it, rather than shaking it. My nostrils were on fire. The strong scent coming from him was entirely overpowering. Not in a disgusting stink, but rather another type of scent that my body was clearly reacting to. I’d never smelled anything like it.
I was treading on thin ice, I knew. He was laying down all the signals and I had an image to uphold. I did my best to be lady-like by smiling at him warmly.
“The pleasure is mine, Jason.” I said in my fake Russian accent. “Your outfit is quite peculiar. Are you a police-man?”
“Wow.” He said, laughing curtly, “And an accent. Whoow.” He regained his composure. “Why yes, in a manner of speaking. I’m a security specialist.” He cocked an eyebrow at me seductively. “And what do you do?”
“I am a student of pharmaceutical sciences.” I lied. I was sweating a bit from the strange, heady smell of him.
Jenna piped in, saving me a bit. “Mercury’s an exchange student studying abroad here in the U.S. Kate was out on Friday and met her at the bar. She’s due to be back soon, I think, but I was just showing Mercury some of what I do while we waited.”
“Ahh.” Jason said. I couldn’t tell if he bought it or not, his face was unreadable. “Well, I was just in the neighborhood, dropping off some checks, and I thought I’d pop in and see my dear old mom for a minute or two.” He gave us both a smile and a nod. “If you’ll excuse me, however, I need to freshen up a bit.” With that he marched off towards the bathroom.
I fanned myself, wondering why it was suddenly 90 degrees in Jenna’s house.
“Distract him a minute when he comes back, I need to call Kate.” She said and disappeared into the kitchen, leaving me to intercept Jason on his return. I took a few deep breaths which seemed to clear my head a bit. I felt like I was going to be sick or something.
After a few moments Jason returned, strolling up to me and rubbing his hands in a quick fashion before stopping in front of me.
“So! You’re one of Kate’s friends then?” He asked, attempting to start up some smalltalk.
“Yes, she is quite an adventurous lady.” I said, accenting my words and shifting uncomfortably. “You, know her as well?”
“Oh yeah, surely do.” He said. “Kate’s a close friend of mine. We’ve had some pretty wild times together.” He laughed quickly, and I struggled to remain smiling. “Perhaps later we could all go out for dinner or something?” He asked, hopeful.
“That would be pleasant, I think.” I said. “But I will leave that up to Kate. It is her special day, after all, and I am only a guest of hers.”
“Sounds good.” He said. “I’ll give a call a little later tonight then, if you two will still be around. It was a pleasure meeting you, Mercury.” He offered his hand again. His scent was stronger than ever.
“Thank you, Jason.” I shook it lightly.
He turned and headed into the kitchen. I sat down in the sofa, feeling sick to my stomach. He had been hitting on me... the whole time. I knew he couldn’t help it. In his shoes I would have done the same, but for me it was different. I wasn’t a homo-phobe, I had known several gay friends, but I knew I simply wasn’t sexually into men.
But standing there, with every fiber of my being crying out to jump his bones, and only my faltering willpower to keep it in check, I suddenly felt very vulnerable. As if I were at the mercy of forces beyond my control. My pussy was as wet as could be. My body’s hormones were raging, every cell crying out to me to breed, but it was the last thing I wanted. I felt a fear that soon I would crack. Maybe I would lose myself completely to the whims of my new body. Perhaps my very soul, the inner mote of who I am, was in jeopardy.
Jenna came back into the living room after Jason had left, laying a hand on my shoulder. I was crying, silently weeping into my hands for no reason I could think of. His scent was still strong in the air and I felt it’s impulse, working my body into a frenzy.
“Shh shh shh shh...” Jenna brought me a Kleenex or two and hugged me around my shoulders, rocking me slightly. “It’s okay. It’s okay.” She repeated over and over, holding me.
“How can anyone so beautiful be so sad?” I heard Jason’s voice say.
Instantly I knew I was discovered. I looked up in shock to find Jason standing there with a concerned look on his face. Jenna was shocked as well, standing up quickly and struggling with an explanation.
“I forgot my keys.” He said, standing there. “What’s going on here, mom?”
Jenna looked at me and her son, wondering what to say. I blotted my eyes with the Kleenex, trying to clean myself up. Finally, Jenna went over to Jason and took his hands in hers.
“Jason I need you to make a promise. A promise that you won’t tell anyone about any of this.” She said. “Promise me.”
“Tell about any of what, mom?” Jason asked.
“Just promise me. I need you to do that.”
“Okay, I promise. I promise I won’t tell anyone.” He said. “Just what am I not telling anyone though?”
“Jason, she’s a Tauros.”
“What? What are you talking about?” He feigned ignorance. Surely with me sitting here, an outsider, he would never speak of the Tauros.
“It’s okay, Jason. She’s a Tauros, she’s one of us.” Jenna said again.
“I’m not sure what you mean.” Jason hesitated again, eying me suspiciously.
I knew he had taken some sort of oath, the same as Jenna had, the same as Kate had, not to tell anyone about the secret world they lived in. I could tell Jason was a tough, hardened man. I could read it all over him. Honor was his breath. Without it he was dead to the world. He would defend that secret to the grave.
I set down my Kleenex and stood up from the couch. I knew what I had to do. Jason’s eyes were upon me as his mother tried to explain. Before I could stop myself I concentrated on my Labrix form, urging my body to change.
The sensations of my changing body flooded through me. My nylons split and ripped apart as my legs lengthened and grew, gaining mass and sprouting soft, downy fur in a black and white pattern. My feet reshaped and expanded into my black hooves. My hips widened, splitting my skirt up the side with a tremendous ripping sound. My panties snapped under the tension of my growing butt and thighs. My arms bulked up slightly, growing fur like my legs had; my horns sprouted through my hair and my ears grew long and floppy.
My breasts expanded off my chest, gaining several inches in girth as they stretched my strained turtleneck sweater even more. My teats grew in on my upper udders, tenting up the fabric slightly. Underneath my first pair of udders, my second pair ballooned outwards. The combined strain of my four fleshy pillows crushing each other for space in my tight sweater was enough to rend my top completely. It split starting at the neckline and tearing down towards the lower hem. Finally my confined udders spilled out of my ruined top, jiggling and colliding against each other briefly. Four pink beach balls of flesh covered me from neck to navel. Lastly, my tail spooled down from above my ass, thick as my arm and rope-like as it reached to the floor behind me. It swung back and forth by itself, lightly brushing the carpet.
“Oh my God...” Jason said at long last, drinking in the vision of my Labrix form.
Something inside me wanted him to want me. A deep recess of my mind was glad for being found out and eager for his lust. There was a demon in me, I could feel it, lighting every sexual fire my body could experience as I gazed at Jason. My face and breasts were covered in perspiration. I stood there, unmoving as my mind battled itself, unsure of the next move. Finally I managed to speak.
“Please don’t tell them about me yet, Jason.” I said, dropping my accent.
“Wh-who are you?” He asked.
“I... I don’t know.” I answered, truthfully. “But we’re trying to find the answers.”
The demon screamed in my skull, commanding me to take him now. He was so much smaller than me. I was 7 and a half feet tall in my Labrix, he was only 6. I could take him easily, pinning him down and mating with him endlessly, until my lust was sated or our bodies gave out. I knew he wouldn’t mind it, to be dominated like that. He’d enjoy the sexual release in any form it took. I restrained myself with every fiber of my being, forcing my eyes to the floor, clenching my fists, and concentrating on anything but sex.
But telling anyone not to think about sex only makes them immediately think about sex... and I could still smell him.
His scent was ripe in the air, like nothing I had smelled before, but so commandingly powerful. It was as if my sense of smell had been unleashed, amplified a hundred times. I could smell detergent in his clothes, the gun oil on his weapon, the polish on his boots. I could tell he was more than a bit afraid. His scent bore a metallic tint to it, like a handful of pennies. I knew he was afraid of what the sorority might do when they found out, or of me attacking him or his mother.
Jenna’s scent was there too, and I concentrated on it. Her soft fragrance wasn’t as strong, but it was sweet, like a calming sea breeze. Her sweet perfume mixed with all the feminine products we had used earlier: hairspray, lip gloss, eye-liner.
“What’s wrong with her?” I heard Jason ask.
Suddenly I realized how heavily I was breathing. My breaths were deep and rapid, like an asthmatic in an attack. My nostrils were flaring, my chest heaving, and my heart racing.
Without looking at either of them I said, “I need to go... lie down or something.” I turned towards the bathroom. That sounded like the best idea. Some water on the face. Maybe a cold shower.
“She’s in heat, Jason.” Jenna told him. “Your being here is probably driving her insane.”
I heard Jenna begin to tell him my story; how Kate had found me in a bar. But I wasn’t listening. I was concentrating on the simple series of actions that would take me out of his presence and hopefully relieve the agony in my body.
Inside the bathroom, I felt hope renewed as the smell of him subsided. I turned on the sink full blast to cold. I flung the water into my face. Instantly I felt better. I kept splashing myself, soaking my fur and udders. The cold felt like a rush of adrenaline, empowering me to go on, restoring my vigor, focusing my thoughts.
I shut off the water and looked at myself in the mirror. I was a wreck. My make-up had smeared. My outfit was destroyed. The remnants of my clothes hung off me in tatters. I tore the rest of them away like paper, discarding the scraps to the floor. I climbed in the shower and turned it on full to cold. I didn’t know what was wrong with me. It was almost like I was having an allergic reaction.
The frigid water was like daggers biting into my skin, stealing my breath momentarily and bringing me fully back to rationality. I was myself again. The water washed away the rest of his scent from the air, until all I could smell was the faint trace of iron in the water. I shifted back to my Homid form, returning to my 6 foot stature and my two H-cup breasts.
Suddenly I wondered about my body. I had been at the very pinnacle of arousal. My loins lusted for him like nothing I had ever experienced before, but I not once got an erection. My penis had remained stored in his hiding place, patiently awaiting something to tantalize him. It seemed almost as if my male organs were completely independent of my female side. Perhaps I could become aroused as one and not the other. Or maybe it was just the fear I felt that blessed me with impotence. Whatever the case, I felt rejuvenated enough to face him again... I hoped. Perhaps this time not as a raging nymphomaniac.
I toweled off quickly, my hair taking far longer than I was used to, simply because I had so much more of it. Wrapping the towel around my body, I stepped out of the bathroom. Jenna and Jason were gone, but I heard their voices through the frosted glass slider to the back. His scent still lingered in the room.
I made my way out back with them, through the slider and out onto a beautiful, huge deck. They both turned to regard me, their conversation halting. The cool breeze and fresh air felt wonderful. I couldn’t smell him out here; he must have been downwind.
“I’m sorry I acted that way.” I said. “I’ve never felt like that before.”
“Don’t be.” Jenna said in a comforting tone. “You can’t control yourself sometimes after the first change. The other girls that go through it have the same thing happen to them. The first time they come into season, they practically rape anything that moves.”
“I’m sorry, Mercury.” Jason said. “I didn’t mean to antagonize you by flirting like that. I didn’t know that you used to be a guy.” He was looking at me for the first time without lust, I knew. “When I heard you were in heat, I was hoping I was going to score, heh...” He scratched his head, uncomfortable with conversation. “But I understand now why you acted the way you did. Hopefully, maybe, possibly... we can still be friends?”
“Of course.” I answered, smiling weakly. “I just can’t... like... come near you at all. The scent of you is too strong. I’ve never smelled anything as clearly as I do right now. It’s as if I’m a bloodhound. I can smell the stain on the deck, the fresh grass in the yard, even an animal off in the woods upwind.”
“Well that’s fair enough.” He said. “We can all just sit here and chat if you like, as civilized people.” He grinned at me. “But can I ask a favor?”
I wasn’t sure what he wanted. “Possibly, I suppose.”
“Can you do the accent again? That was way sexy!” He did a sexy growl with a big smile. His ruse worked and I relaxed a bit at the joke, cracking a smile.
“Jason!” his mother chided, slapping him on the arm.
“What?!” He mocked. “Well it is!”
“I believe I could do that.” I said in my Russian. “I’m sure it could do with the practice, should I need to go out again.”
“Uh-huh... Yeah, baby!” He grinned.
The three of us sat out on the deck for a long time. I told him my story from the beginning, skipping over nothing, giving him as much information as I had. I hoped that he might know something Jenna and I didn’t. Being a security officer of the sorority, he might have an inside lead. Perhaps he could help me find where I came from.
He sat in silence, listening to the whole tale, not once interrupting, almost as a detective might listen to a confession. Finally I came to the end of the story. I was here, with Jenna, hiding from everyone for now, until we could find a way to bring me to the ruling council of the sorority: the Matriarchs.
“So, let me get this straight.” He said finally, pausing and leaning forward in his chair. “You’re a girl... and a guy?”
His question left me a bit phased. I thought for certain Jenna has mentioned that to him. I nodded.
“But... how? I saw you naked and I didn’t see anything male about you.” He insisted.
“Well, I kind of hide it inside myself.” I said, shrugging a bit.
I guess it didn’t matter. He had seen me naked before, I thought I may as well show him. I stood up and dropped the towel to the chair. Reaching a hand down to my crotch, I put a finger in my vagina and gently dug out my penis, pulling it free from its hiding place. It dangled between my legs there, just above my womanhood. It was long and smooth, not nearly as lumpy and vein-covered as most cocks. It hung down to near my knee; it must have been over a foot long.
“Holy shit!” Jason said in shock. His mouth was wide open, his jaw slack as he stared. “That’s the craziest thing I’ve ever seen!”
I felt more than a bit embarrassed, all three of us there on the deck, looking at and discussing my penis. I wrapped the towel around my waist, and sat back down, my nether regions out of sight, but topless. It would have been futile to put the towel back on above anyway. My breasts had swollen with a few gallons of milk already, making them bigger than the towel could accommodate.
“It was strange when we first met, Jason.” I said. “My body fought with every ounce of energy it had to lust after you, but my mind resisted. I was hornier than anything I could have imagined, but I didn’t get an erection, so my... boy... stayed hidden. I wonder, do you think perhaps my femininity is ruled by my body while my male organ is subject to my mind?”
“I suppose anything is possible.” Jenna said. “When I was working at the farm with the new Tauros and getting them acclimated to their new bodies, they would do all sorts of strange things. Some times they would tackle me for no reason and begin sexual play. I was eager to please them, of course, but other times they would say that they were so horny, and when I offered my services, they would refuse.” She shrugged. “It’s really anyone’s guess what your body is doing right now. You’re on a chemical high as your hormones adjust. The situation is only amplified because you’re in season so soon as well. I’m afraid the only thing for it is to simply ride it out.”
Season. They were talking about me as if I were breeding stock for a thoroughbred or something. I knew they didn’t mean anything by it. After all, they had lived with the strange terms all their life, I was the one that needed to adjust.
“Well, I just know that if you ever decide to ask me, Mercury, I’ll be there with bells on.” He smiled, standing to his feet. Something in my groin clenched at his words.
“You don’t mind... that I have a penis too?”
“Pfft, not when you’re the hottest thing on two legs!” He said, grinning devilishly. I didn’t know how to respond. He sighed suddenly. “I’m just incredibly sad that it’s bigger than mine.” He joked.
I couldn’t help but crack a wide grin at that. In my former life, I’m sure Jason and I would have been good friends, his personality fit with mine well. I hoped that we could still yet become friends.
“Well, time for me to get going.” He said. “I’m sure they’ll be looking for me soon, I’m actually still on the clock.” He paused for a moment. “I think... I ran out of gas and had to walk a few miles. In any case, see you later, mom. And Mercury, hope to see you in the future. It was a pleasure.” He smiled and nodded.
I watched him go. He left using the stairs to the deck, traveling the long way around the house. I’m sure it was to keep his scent away from me, rather than walk past me through the house. I appreciated the gesture. My body still scared me in how vehemently it insisted earlier.
Jenna came and sat by me, patting my leg.
“Don’t worry.” She said. “Your body will adjust soon. The Tauros that change sex have it the worst, but they only have trouble through about the first 2 weeks. And when the girls go into heat, it usually only lasts a few weeks as well. So on the bright side, you’re killing two birds with one stone here. Might as well get it all out of the way at once.”
I put my arm around her slender shoulders and hugged her to me, laying my cheek on her head. Her scent was so soothing as we embraced, her small body pressing into my swollen breast.
“I’ve got something that might cheer you up.” She announced suddenly, pulling away and getting to her feet. “Follow me.”