Realizing that he could not escape on his own and that he was not going to receive aid, Patrick rolled over, placing his feet on the underside of the ...olid surface of the pond and pushed off. Diving back toward the plant, Patrick felt his lungs burning. Reaching the bubble, he dug at the moss that grew around its lower edge, where it met the stone it rested upon. Moss and stone crumbled away. A silvery air bubble slid into the water, floating toward the surface. As more escaped, Patrick pressed. Since Cynthia had sort of been my mentor in Grad school, I figured following her lead one more time wouldn't be a bad idea."I think I can live with that. After all, men in our field get so many unfair advantages; why not get a few of our own? But I intend to use my professional skills first and foremost." Of course, Grace, and we expect that, too. Now, has Cynthia mentioned anything about the upcoming tests or about our sanctioning program here at Wilson Consulting?" Umm, I don't think so.". I tugged my pajama pants down, and my cock popped out and brushed against her ass. She jerked slightly at the feel of that thick, fleshy head touching her bare skin. I pushed her legs apart with my feet and took my cock in my hand, pushing it between her thighs. She gripped the edges of the counter, and I moaned in surprise at how wet she was.I grabbed her by the shoulders and pumped my hips upward, driving my cock into her as hard as I could. Her cunt was a slick, wet, velvety flower that I. . fur stick out from my flesh and claws extend from where my hands used to be.I saw nothing but blood-red now. I could sense body heat, could hear and smell better than I ever recalled in my life ... and now at least, somehow, I was aware that it was me. I turned and saw that Frankie had changed as well ... into a lovely she-wolf with a pelt of red mixed with gold. We both growled at a Federico who was both scared and furious that two wild animals dared to interfere in his domestic.