When the squirrels are in season
Added 2024-11-10 06:51:19 +0000 UTCShe stared out between the trees to some far off middle distance...this was rather inconvenient. She had no one to blame but herself, she'd been told repeatedly and knew better than to wander the woods when the squirrels were in season. Whatever it was that kickstarted the transformation worked quickly...it never took long for images of male squirrels to start popping up in one's mind unbidden, to start releasing those juicy pheromones which would act as a veritable beacon, and for one of the forest's many eligible males to make their appearance. By then the transformation would be well underway, and few would be able to resist.
She groaned beneath him as her face pushed out into a short muzzle, the precursor to being properly covered with fur...of course she wanted this now, but it was still going to make for some awkward conversations with friends, family and work later.
