Two Pack Tulsa Time: Chapter 3

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I have no idea what happened at the conference that took place in the very back of the main room on the ground floor. I hadn't been invited to join them, and I had enough sense to know that trying to force my way into a meeting involving weres and vampires was downright stupid.

I spent a fair bit of the evening with Kelly-Lynne, Shaneel and Annalise, plus a few other girls, all of us snuggling close on the sofas.

To be honest, I haven't the faintest idea of what was on the big screen TVs above us, as I was too wrapped up in the conversation taking place.

Annalise smiled at me, running her eyes over the clothing I was wearing. "Those look better on you than me, keep them, Remy," she giggled.

I blushed, not quite as bright as a fire hydrant, but I don't think I was too far short of that point as I thanked her.

Kelly-Lynne grinned, briefly showing her fangs as she spoke, "They do help you to look like a girl, which is what you want, right, Remy?"

I nodded, flashing a weak smile back at her, "That, and I feel more real when wearing girl stuff. I couldn't do it at home, I wasn't safe at all there, my sperm donor could walk in the door any moment after I returned home from school most nights, as his shifts ended at 3:30 PM. School lets out at 3:15, and it's a 20 minute bus ride on a county bus to where I lived. We were lucky to have that bus pass by there each day.

"The other part of it is that my room wasn't very big, about eight feet by ten feet and no closet. I'm not sure if the furniture in the room, wardrobe, dresser, desk, bed was left behind by the previous owners/tenants or if my parents had bought it all cheap somewhere years ago.

"There was nowhere to hide anything like girl clothing that didn't belong to my older sister. I couldn't hide girl clothes in her room because mom would usually do a bit of cleaning in the house each day before she hit the bottle and she would find anything that didn't belong there.

"My older sister, Beth, is 19 and moved away when she went to college in another state a year ago. I hadn't mentioned her before because she wasn't there to see a lot of what happened, as she often spent the evenings and weekends with friends that she knew from school."

"Beth was quite popular, a cheerleader even though she was rather tall. She loved being out in front of the crowds at games and events."

Kessetira, a very beautiful girl in the classic Greek mold, spoke next, "So your sister never saw the beatings you received from your father?"

I shook my head, "Nope, she often wouldn't come home until nearly midnight, mom and the sperm donor were usually asleep by then."

A male voice somewhere behind all of the girls muttered, "Jesus, that is just fucking nuts. You're safe here, kid, we'll all look out for you."

I twisted around, still being held by Kelly-Lynne if not as firmly as I had been earlier, and thus saw Carson, a young male were standing there.

Shaneel just giggled, not even bothering to look back as she said, "Hello, Carson, are you making sure that everything is fine?"

Carson laughed, a nice tenor counterpoint to Shaneel's contralto voice, "That I am, I was just going by and overheard what Remy said."

Kessetira twisted around a bit, smiled and stated, "Thanks for checking on us, Carson. Remy's giving us more info on her home life."

Carson nodded, saying, "I'll keep on doing my rounds, then. Remember, Remy, you are safe here, okay?"

It was my turn to nod, then Carson continued walking along beside the backs of the sofas before heading toward the main entrance. He may be young, but he is big, standing about 6'3" and weighing in at just over 200 pounds in human form, almost all of that being muscle.

Kelly-Lynne giggled, then wiped my face with a small handkerchief I hadn't realized she was carrying and giggled again. "I guess we know whether you like boys or girls now, I swear you were drooling all over that shirt until I wiped you clean and thus distracted you."

I smiled while ducking my head into her shoulder, or as close as I could get to that point, blushing furiously. "He's a definite hunk in my books. The thing is, I think I like girls that way, too. That would make me bisexual, right?" I asked, the blush growing even brighter.

"Oh, my," Annalise laughed, "You're going to have all kinds of fun being here, with your sexuality awakening as it seems to be doing."

I squirmed a bit on the sofa seat, trying to get even closer to Kelly-Lynne again as I mumbled, "I'm not sure if I'm ready for this."

Bella-Annette, one of the vampire girls sitting nearby, nodded which I didn't see, then said, "I'm not sure if anyone is ready at that point, girl."

That brought me upright, and I turned around a bit to face the other women; weres and vamps, all were helping me to feel at home here. What had me curious, though, was the smell that I could just barely sense. One of these women here was attracted to me, even as I am?

It took me a moment to figure out where that odd smell was coming from, then I smiled at her, saying, "Hello, Rowenna, nice dress."

It truly was a nice dress, something along an Empire line, especially the waist, made of what looked like sheer cotton, taffeta and lace. She filled it out rather nicely, with hips that would be perfect for bearing children and a bust that was a C cup or very close to it.

She was darker skinned than most of the people here, but not black. I thought she might have some First Nations blood in there somewhere. The light brown of her skin was perfect, unblemished, at least all of what I could see of it, and oh my Goddess, she was way beyond pretty!

She was tall, just short of six feet, slim except for her hips and bust, and that heart shaped face with the wide eyes and Cupid's bow mouth pulled me in like a moth to a flame. I gently pulled back, letting Kelly-Lynne know I wanted to get up, then stood and faced Rowenna.

Oh, how she made my blood pulse. I couldn't have stopped myself even if I had wanted to, the desire was that strong. I raised myself onto my tiptoes, gently grabbed her head in both hands and pulled her down just enough so that I could kiss her with all that I had in my heart.

I'm not sure as to how long the kiss lasted, but I could feel myself melting as it did, and I slowly shifted forward and into her arms' grasp. She looked down at me, those amber brown eyes curious and yet reflecting back that desire that I could feel flooding through my own body.

After a brief moment of looking at me, she nodded and bent down to kiss me again. Oh, Goddess, I thought, this is soooo wonderful!

When the kiss ended, Rowenna led me to the sofas, to the open spot next to Kelly-Lynne and sat down, pulling me down onto her lap.

The other girls that were there were staring at us, then several burst out giggling as they realized what had happened.

I couldn't lie, not to one that I thought I would love forever. I sighed, saying, "Rowenna, I like males as well, it seems I'm strongly bisexual. Carson came by here a little while ago, spoke with us briefly and I had a reaction nearly as strong as what I felt when you joined us."

Rowenna smiled down at me sitting on her lap, "At least you're honest about it. I suppose it's good, then, that I am bisexual as well."

I snuggled into Rowenna much as I had been snuggling with Kelly-Lynne earlier. Things were starting to go well, I needed that sooo much.

We all sat there chatting for a large part of the evening, then Kelly-Lynne noticed it was after 11:30 PM.

She nudged me gently, then said, "it's time you were off to bed, Remy. You look ready for a good sleep, I'd say."

Rowenna laughed, grinning as she told us all, "I think I will head to bed myself. I wonder if I should take young Remy with me?"

Just the thought of being with her had me nearly ready to explode. I'd never in my life felt like this, hornier than all get out!

I muttered into the space between her breasts, "Hell, yes, take me with you," then shifted a bit as she lifted us both up from the sofa.

She gently lowered me so that I could stand on my own, then hand in hand, we walked away from the other women.

**********

Rowenna led me to a stairwell along the side wall and we used it to go up to the second floor of the warehouse. That floor was split into a few office spaces for when work like that needed to be done here, plus close to twenty large rooms for private use by whoever needed them.

Rowenna had been smart, as she had received permission some time before to keep one room for herself and anyone with her. She led me down a hallway or two, then around another corner and stopped in front of a door. Above it was a small nameplate saying 'Rowenna'.

She opened it, then gently pulled me into the room which appeared to be open concept like the main floor below us. There was a huge, and I do mean huge, bed sprawled on the floor near the back of the room; it looked to be at least ultra king size, if not even bigger than that.

From what I could see, there were cushions and pillows scattered all across the bed's surface. It looked quite nice, very inviting.

Rowenna smiled as she noticed the way that I was looking at the room, then gently led me over to the bed, where we soon relaxed.

She looked at me for a moment, then stated, "I know from the pack members and several vampires that you are transgender. By what I've learned of your circumstances, you weren't able to do anything to be your real self while living at home, am I correct?"

I nodded, then moved closer to her, putting my head down in the small space between her body and her shoulder/upper arm.

She continued, "Have you ever had sex at all? Other than masturbation, I mean. Well, if you did that," as I violently shook my head.

I whispered, "Just the thought of doing that was often enough to make me feel ill, so I've never managed it at all."

Rowenna sighed, gently holding my head in place as she looked at me, "So no sex at all, then. Well, that may make things easier, although it will depend on how you react if you do get aroused while we do anything. Now... are you sure you want to do this with me, Remy?"

I whispered again, "Yes, yes, I'm sure. If I don't at least taste you, I'm going to drown in desire of you. Please?!?!" I whimpered.

We spent the next few minutes stripping each other. When she pulled the dress off over her head after I had drawn the zipper all the way down, I took it, handling it like a precious item. It took me a moment before I noticed a gorgeous wooden wardrobe along one side wall.

I carried the dress over to the wardrobe, opened it, found a hanger and carefully placed the dress on the hanger, then in the wardrobe.

My shorts, t-shirt and panties only took a moment to remove, so I was able to watch Rowenna as she removed her underwear. She smiled at me, making each motion as deliberate as she could to heighten my interest, then tossed them aside one by one, each piece fluttering down.

Thus began my first lesson in the act of sex with another person, although in this case I could feel the love flowing back and forth between us.

I'll admit it was odd being told how and what to do, but by following her directions, I brought her to several explosive orgasms.

That was just the beginning, though. She told me how to use my tongue down there, and of course, the result was more flash bangs! I have to say that I've tasted a lot of things over the years, but her juices! Oh, man, they were slightly bitter yet sweet at the same time. Slurrrrpp!

As much as it was nice to do that for her, it was also affecting me much more than I had expected. At one point, she gently touched one of my nipples, and the feeling that produced almost sent me over the edge. I surely wasn't expecting her to tweak my other nipple. Oooooh!

The reaction was explosive to say the least, I ejaculated all over her lower belly and left hip. The odd part is, at no time was that thing hard.

Yeah, I call it that thing. If I could have just wished it away and had a girl's parts instead, I'd have been a girl many years ago, eh?

Anyway, it squirted all over the place, surprising Rowenna as, like me, she hadn't felt anything happening until it actually did happen.

She giggled for a moment, then hugged me close to her. She lifted herself up slightly, then pulled me closer for a kiss and a quick cuddle.

Once the kiss had ended, she said, "It's okay, Remy, I could tell earlier just how much you wanted me. I'll do what I can to help you have a pleasant experience, but you might want to realize that it will do that at times. Don't let it stop you from enjoying what you are doing."

She pulled my hand up to one of her lovely breasts, then had me flick the nipple softly, rub her breast with a finger, especially around the areola, and the things that led to her having more orgasms, orgasms that had her gasping and shuddering on the soft and so welcoming bed.

I have no idea how long we made love to each other that night. There were no further occurrences of that thing's earlier action.

When we had spent ourselves, she gently pulled me from the bed and into the shower. Once clean and dried off, we returned to the bed.

**********

I never heard the door open, nor the person entering the room, but I did feel it as a large and very male body spooned against my own.

Rowenna and I had laid down facing each other and had fallen asleep like that. I could still see her there, so it quickly became obvious that someone else was in the bed with us. I let out a little yelp and tried to get closer to Rowenna, but was held back by a very strong arm.

"You have no reason to fear me or anyone else here, Remy. I'm Stanislau, just call me Stan," the low voice rumbled against my back.

As I've said before, I had no idea how I could feel so safe among these people, but I did feel that way, and so I snuggled back against him.

I woke up a few hours later, needing the bathroom. Once I had finished, I wandered back to the bed and saw both of them were awake.

Rowenna smiled at me, then flashed an even bigger smile at the big man sitting up in the bed, not even a blanket around him.

"I was just telling Stan here about last night, Remy. Oh, Stan here is the male I find myself with the most, he's a good 'un for sure."

Stan laughed, saying, "It sounded like last night was a good time, even with what happened. I'm glad that Rowenna likes you."

I couldn't be really sure as to his height, but from what I could see, he looked to be big and strong, with a barrel chest and narrow hips. His chiselled features were very stark, but it was the wide mouth creasing into a big, open smile that made me feel good about him.

"I'm glad of that, too, sir. Rowenna is very nice. I hope I'm not interfering in a relationship between you or something?" I squeaked at him.

He laughed, then slowly rose from the bed. Oh, yeah, he was big, slightly bigger than Carson, although a few inches shorter. If I could say that Carson was muscular, well, Stan had muscles on top of muscles, he was broad and thick, almost like an actual barrel in body shape.

I hadn't really felt anything while in bed with him earlier, but now that I could see him, well, he was another hot hunk for sure!

I heard Rowenna giggling as she climbed out of the bed, then she ripped a sheet off a paper towel roll and handed it to me.

Uh oh, I must be drooling again. I raised the paper towel sheet to my chin and wiped it thoroughly, my face turning rather red as I did so.

Rowenna was still giggling as she prepped the coffee pot on the small counter at one side of the room, then flipped the switch.

I was still staring at Stan, hardly noticing Rowenna except that I could still sense her by smell. This was very odd; I could smell Stan, too.

I slowly walked over until I was standing on the bed in front of Stan, then I looked up at his strong, hawkish face and smiled. I leaned forward, gently hugging him, then stepped a little closer and settled myself into the crook of his shoulder like I'd done with Rowenna last night.

"I've only met you, Stan, but I need to ask you this? Would you mind if I am here again tonight? I feel... drawn to you," I whispered to him.

"That works for me, little one. I know who you are, I spent a fair bit of the evening in the meeting downstairs with Elmer, Sam and Smoke."

I held on close to a man who, for all of his size, understood that gentleness and love often do much more than brutality or verbal nastiness.

Not only did I feel safe here, but I felt that I could be loved, as myself, by both of these people, in ways that I had never known before.

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Re: "Not only did I feel safe here"

Yeah, we do, Dot. It's the rest of that line that stands out in my mind, though, "in ways that I had never known before".

It's not just the sex side of love that Remy is talking about, but the platonic side, the agape side, all of which Remy has NOT known.

He's spent the last several years being beaten and/or left in a room that barely has space for the furniture. He's had posters and stuff up on the walls in the past, but after his sperm donor was an arse about there not being enough sports stuff several times, he no longer bothered.

You don't get love, real love, from someone that beats you just because you are there, or from someone who falls into a bottle every night. Or from an older sister who is never there because she would rather be out running all around the town with her friends all of the time.

Re: A nice sweet story to it so far

You're welcome. I can't guarantee that it will stay sweet, but so far, that does seem to be the way it is going.

I'm trying to keep it somewhat close to what I've read in her stories in this particular line. That isn't always easy, believe me.

At the moment, being able to let Remy see the good things in life may just help Remy to be able to heal from all of the prior bullshit. Until I started writing this chapter and reached the point of Remy seeing Rowenna, I had no idea there would be any sex in the chapter at all. As it stands, the time that Remy spent with Rowenna and may be able to spend with Rowenna and Stan in the future was worth it, I think.

I honestly don't know where a story will go until the muse kicks into gear and the words start coming out on the computer screen. As I've said at various times before, I almost always write off the cuff, editing and proofreading it as I write. Sometimes it flows, sometimes it doesn't. This piece pretty much flowed. Although I was typing at the speed of two fingers per hand, the words were there, off and running.

Attraction/ soul mate

I have to say that was well written. I enjoyed it. Also, there was something said earlier about children and Were's. Were's find any cruel treatment taken against children a serious crime. Because like it was mention, children aren't always born from The mating of Were parents. Even if A Were had a normal human for a mate, which they won't be normal after the mating ritual any more. There is a slim chance a child could be produce.

Scarlett.jpg“If there's a book that you want to read, but it hasn't been written yet, then you must write it.”
― Toni Morrison

Children of were folks

As I said in my reply to Willow, I wasn't expecting to write a sex scene, it's not something that I do often.

From the point of Remy sensing Rowenna, though, it just seemed to write itself, the words kept tumbling out faster than I could type them.

I can't recall exactly where you had mentioned how weres respond to inhumane treatment of children, but I did remember it.

I also remembered what I'd seen you say about weres not always being able to actually bear children. Yeah, the mating ritual that you briefly outlined in Blood Moon made it fairly clear that the ritual usually would have some kind of effect on the non-were partner.

Thank you for the comment about saying it was well written, I rarely see the words come out as smoothly as they did for that bit. I'm thinking it could get even more interesting in the future, with Remy being as strongly attracted to Stanislau as she is to Rowenna.

Soulmate

there's nothing to say that he, Rowenna and Remy aren't meant to be together as a single mate. It could be a rare occurrence for a three soul split. Basically, the way the soul mate works is, your finding the other part of your soul. Now, it could mean it is meant for Rowenna, Remy and Stanislau to be together.

Scarlett.jpg“If there's a book that you want to read, but it hasn't been written yet, then you must write it.”
― Toni Morrison

Re: Soulmate

Oh, I understand quite well about soulmates. As you said, though, it's very rare to have a three way arrangement of that sort.

Unless things somehow take an evil turn when I write the next chapter, a three way soul union seems to be quite likely.

Just thought of something: Would the cunnilingus Remy did be enough to cause any reactions? Or would it require actual blood?

Soulmate

There are three ways Remy could be changed. The first way is for Remy to be bitten three times during the mating ritual by Rowenna and Stanislau. Also, if Stanislau is a Were, he's going to want to knot Remy as well. It's a Wolf and cat thing. The second is to actual share blood, but that is normally done as a Were adoption. That is why Sheamus has Daigh and Sparrow's abilities and why Hokee has just her mother's abilities. Lisa has Betty's were abilities to change into a Were cat that is the same species as Betty, but she has Isa's blood thirst.
The last way is to inject the saliva from Rowenna and Stanislau directly into Remy's veins.
The biteing and knotting is the normal and prefer way of claiming a Were mate.

Scarlett.jpg“If there's a book that you want to read, but it hasn't been written yet, then you must write it.”
― Toni Morrison

Re: Soulmate

Both Stanislau and Rowenna are weres. I haven't decided yet if Stan is a big cat or a wolf, although I'm leaning to wolf.

Rowenna is a large size cat if you consider the wide range of wild cats, probably a mountain lion the way I'm thinking. An adult female mountain lion can be up to 2 meters (6.5 ft.) in length, nose to tail, and weigh up to 64 kg (141 lbs.). The one oddity about the mountain lion is that it can't roar, but it is able to hiss, growl and purr similar to a domestic cat. This separates it from the "big" cats.

Cats, according to info on a site that discusses how they have sex, bite and use the barbs to get the female involved in the actual sex. The raking of the barbs as the male pulls out of the female is believed to trigger the female's response to produce eggs.

As for dogs, well, they have another interesting way of doing things. Once they're in, the whole head and frontal portion of the penis swell to at least double their former size, plus the female dog's uterus contracts around it, in effect sealing them together. The site I was looking at said this can last for as long as 25 to 30 minutes, and the male may inseminate her several times while in that state.

Having both of them biting Remy could work because both cats and dogs are both known to nip at younger members to keep them in line when necessary, i.e., the pack or pride is hunting and they don't want the young ones to stray away from them.

I'm not sure at the moment just how far I want it to go, but a mating might end up being the result. This could especially be true as Remy is highly attracted to both of them, almost bonding with them just from seeing them initially, which could imply that the three are soulmates.

Mating ritual

If Remy wants to be a girl, they might want to hold off on mating her, till Remy gets the plumbing right. As for Rowenna, she would have to use a surrogate penis which magical attaches to her to use to seal the deal if Remy gets his plumbing done. It's always used in a lesbian mating among Were's and only on their mates. It won't work on any other person. That's why Isa was always sore from her mating. The surrogate is shaped like a male cat penis.

Betty uses it in her hybrid form to seal the deal. Once the mating ritual is done. Remy will form a mental bond with them and they will be able to communicate with each other all the time and with the group they are part of. Remy also, will gain Were characteristics from both of them and a special gift.

Scarlett.jpg“If there's a book that you want to read, but it hasn't been written yet, then you must write it.”
― Toni Morrison

Re: Mating ritual

As Jamie Lee noted in her comment a short while ago, we only have the info Remy has given about himself. I'm not sure which way I'm going to go at the moment, but in either case, Remy's status needs to be clarified ASAP.

If Remy is truly male, and wishes to be female, then SRS could be done. If I remember correctly, the character Lisa, whom Isa and Betty adopt through the were rituals, was born male, had SRS done while being kept by someone as a slave, then the following bit of conversation takes place between Isa and Betty, pre-adoption of Lisa:

"“Will the surgery she had to have a false vagina be effected?” <------ Isa

“Yes, it will develop into an actual reproductive system from our genetics. The magic in our blood will give her what she wants.” Betty figured between the estrogen and strong DNA in Isa and herself, it would rewrite Lisa’s and make her whole." <------ Betty

Did Lisa actually become fully female as a result of the adoption? If so, if Remy is actually bio male but wanted to be female, would it be possible to have Remy undergo a similar process after getting SRS done?

Then there is the possibility, raised by Jamie Lee, that Remy might not be male at all but intersex, and possibly at or near the point of menstruation. If this were true, Remy wouldn't need to undergo SRS, more likely just to have the medical team find and open the vaginal cavity.

Hmmm... having something like that surrogate on hand as part of sex with a partner is something I remember from the early days when Betty was beginning to claim Isa as her mate. Whichever way things are, whether Remy is actually male and would require SRS first, or is intersex and thus needing much less invasive treatment, I could definitely see that surrogate coming into play between Rowenna as the dominant female and Remy.

Not surprised by the mental bond bit, that makes perfect sense to me. I remember the bit about Lisa being likely to gain traits from both Isa and Betty as well, so again, no surprise there.

Oh, just thought of something. There is nothing stopping Rowenna or Stanislau from having sex with Remy right now. I get the feeling that, with Remy wanting them as much as seems to be the case, whether they had anal sex or not would likely not be an issue. It's something I might need to think about for future parts of the story.

Hmmm... no possibility that Rowenna would be prepared to use the surrogate for anal sex? Or is that just not done at all? I don't want to do that if it wouldn't happen.

Gads, trying to figure out the ways that things could go is enough to make me nuts. LOL

I am glad she doesn't

feel hyper repressed like I was at that age.

Hyper repressed

She did, largely thanks to her arsehole of a father, but she's held it in all this time.

That may be playing a part in how she is reacting to Rowenna and Stanislau after just meeting them, especially with her sexuality awakening as it is. Up to this point in time, she hadn't really felt attracted to anyone, now she is finding herself very attracted to these two.

She's safe, finally

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Remy is finally safe, even if others would believe she's in danger because of the nature of the people she is with. They would say that "those" people have enchanted Remy into thinking she is safe. But she is safe from the beatings she received just because she existed.

Question: Is Remy actually a boy, a male with the correct male chromosomes? Not having an erection during love making and still coming? Chromosomes might tell a different story, and her penis isn't a penis.

Maybe she was misdiagnosed at birth because of what looked like a penis? If she hasn't started puberty and is a girl with a missing opening the effects will manifest and the truth will be discovered.

Others have feelings too.

Re: She's safe, finally

Yep, you know and I know that Remy is and will be safe with them, but Remy is still learning that.

Quite true that there are people in the world who will deliberately misrepresent a group/situation, etc., to gather support for their bigotry or hatred of whatever they are misrepresenting. It's definitely good that Remy is safe from any more beatings from the sperm donor.

As far as Remy knows, he is male. Because of the fairly frequent assaults on Remy, Remy rarely had medical treatment, so it is entirely possible that there are things about Remy that are unknown in a medical sense. I'd think the pack doctor will be seeing Remy fairly soon.

Misdiagnosis along that line isn't something that I was considering for the story, but would fit with everything that has happened so far. We'll have to see what the pack doctor finds when they examine Remy. Remember that Remy is coming from a situation of severe abuse, I wouldn't be surprised at all if the pack doctor found evidence of a variety of old broken bones and quite a few other injuries.