Bonding Over Beasts

Teia came downstairs, wearing a black dress with an open back that didn't interfere with her wings.

"Bess is now a raccoon, and across the street lives a gorilla and a hedgehog girl," I updated my sister on the latest news.

"It's unpleasant, but somehow reassuring that we're not the only ones with problems," Teia noted. "Want some coffee?" she added, pouring herself a cup.

"Imagine how unfun it is for everyone right now," I said after nodding to the coffee offer.

"Girls, we need to gather our thoughts and figure everything out!" Mom suddenly commanded as she came downstairs.

"What do you want to figure out? Do we even know how to figure anything out? And are we going to solve the biggest and most unusual mystery the world has ever seen just like that?" Teia retorted with a smirk. "We should first figure ourselves out. I have wings now; maybe I can fly? Yesterday, I had a brother, and now look, a cat." She pointed at me, and at that moment, I realized why it was so uncomfortable to drink coffee. I had forgotten how to drink like a human; I was lapping up the coffee with my little mouth from the cup without lifting it from the table, like a cat.

"Have you found any other changes in yourselves?" I asked Mom and Teia, almost hopefully. "Teia, are you a vampire?"

"No, I mean, I don't know yet," Teia thought aloud, feeling her fangs with her tongue, and then remembered, "Lust. I really want to fuck."

"Yes, I couldn't help but feel that too, and masturbation doesn't help," Tracy confirmed.

"Well, I have something similar. The scent of sex, your current pussies are giving off a delicious aroma that I just want to taste with my tongue," I noted.

"We'll need to remember that," Teia winked.

I sat on the couch and started watching the news on my phone. There were tons of messages and posts on social media. Guys were posting photos of their sisters and moms who had suddenly turned into monsters. Girls were hiding and covering their faces, ashamed of their new forms. A large group had been created, “Monsters of Monsterville,” where the best shots of transformed women were posted along with their names. Almost all the girls there were naked and scared. I had many unanswered messages, dozens of questions about what was happening and what my sister and mother had become. No one suspected that I had changed too; none of my friends had turned into a girl overnight. It seemed I was the only one, lucky me. I decided to ignore their messages for now. Instead, I messaged Tiffany, my friend, who was probably also having a tough time.

Tyler: Tiff, I know this morning is crazy.

Tiffany: Definitely. How do you feel about cats?

Tyler: Ha… now directly. You became a cat?

Tiffany: Almost, a cheetah or jaguar or leopard, I don't know, I'm not an expert. But I'm all spotted and have a tail. Are you ready to fuck a cat?

Tyler: Yes, are you?

Tiffany: What kind of question is that, I love you.

Tyler: I think I'm special, or rather, now special. (sending image)

Tiffany: Are you kidding? I thought only girls changed.

Tyler: Me too. Became a girl and changed.