“Wake up, damn you! Wake up! I have waited for you my entire life! You can't leave us now. We need you!" Yasna took Althea's head in her hands, kissing her with all the pent-up passion in her soul.

“You are my shining star, my heart's desire, my one true Love. Wake up, and let me see the Light shine from your eyes. Wake up," she sobbed, the piteous sounds enough to shatter even the hardest heart.

Sarah saw it first. The barest hint of a twitch in one of Althea's toes. She gave a muffled exclamation, but Rachel grabbed her hand warningly, Lest they break the spell of the moment.

Althea's legs shifted slowly, oddly fluid and boneless. They parted languidly, and Rachel caught her breath as she saw her golden tail emerge. The tip curved upwards, almost like it was questing for a hidden scent.

And then, with a movement which was almost too rapid to be seen, it curved and buried itself to the hilt in the unfurled petals of Yasna's sex.

The woman shrieked, but her voice was cut off by Althea's mouth. Rising from her pillow, she kissed Yasna with slow, professional thoroughness, even as her tail continued to pump in an out of her. Then her breasts, mouthed and suckled until Yasna was wild-eyed and panting.

“Do you know what to do with your hands?" came a rough, raspy voice.

“Or are you just going to Lie on top of me? Oh," she said, her voice wearily disappointed. "I see. Never gave in to your desires, did you?

Just prayed to Allah to take them away. I swear, I will never understand humans. This," she said in a lecturing tone, “is my pussy.”

A golden hand, much gentler than her words, guided Yasna's between her legs. "And this," she continued as her voice deepened, becoming husky,

“is my clit. You have skilled hands, Yasna. You know what to do. Just please me and I...will please you."

The members of Rachel's family slowly stood. They gathered in a circle around Althea and Yasna, their faces suffused with awe. But when Rachel levered herself up onto her elbows, she heard a voice in her head, the tone eerily familiar.

You're not going anywhere. I like the feel of your tail inside me. How about you just hold still for a while. Well, mostly still. There's one part of you you should keep moving. Oh, yes. That's nice.~

I thought you were...gone.

~Beloved idiot. Do you think transferring an entire consciousness from one body to another is easy? How long did it take when it happened to us?~

Well, the first thing I can remember is when you started to fantasize about that doctor fucking my ass. she said tartly.

~Oh. Right. He was cute, wasn't he? Damn. We should look him up. I bet he's got a great cock.~

You're unbelievable. You've got a woman on top of you who is completely infatuated with you, six other people who would screw you at the drop of a hat, my tail inside your cunt, and you're still fantasizing about someone else.

Get used to it, baby. That's who I am.~

Well, it's not who I am.

~Of course not. You're human. I'm not. It's all right,~ she said in a tone of unbearable smugness. ~I love you anyway.

~Oh, fuck, she said, her mental voice becoming disjointed. ~Here

I...here I...oh God!!~ Her arms and legs wrapped tightly around Yasna, her inner muscles clamping down on Rachel's tail. Her long, slender throat bowed back, completely off the platform, her hair falling down from her head in a mass of tumbled curls. Her hips snapped up. Once, twice, and then in rapid blur too fast to count or even see clearly.

Yasna arched back, her mouth open and gasping, but only the faintest of sounds could be heard before she collapsed across Althea's magnificent chest.

When Althea finally halted, she sat up, cradling Yasna in her lap as easily as Rachel would a child. Her eyes, when they swept around the room, were cheerfully mischievous.