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College Life
By: bsmart

Disclaimer: Rated NC-17 for the good stuff, you’ve been warned. If the idea of sex with a catgirl disgusts you then walk away. If not, read on.

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Chapter 1: Young and Dumb and Full of...

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JJDepot Daily Newsletter

In this issue:
* Military Appoints General To Direct Juujin Warfare Division
* Facebook to Allow Juujin Members, Warns Rules of Conduct in Full Effect
* High-Altitude Juujin Flight Tweets Earth
* Physicists Press US Govt. for Permission to Study S^2 Organs in Live Juujin
* First All Juujin Staffed Hotel to Open in Vegas
* Courts in Virginia Rule Juujin has No Right to Sue Abusive Handler
* Sheriff in Detroit Threatens to Enforce Leash Laws on Juujin
* UNLV Admitting First Class of Juujin Students

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Re:What? (Score:4, Insightful)
by Tamer420 (183720) writes: Juujin at College, LOLWut? on Wednesday August 11, @08:08PM (#31337499) Homepage

Vegas continues to slide down the slippery slope towards declaring juujin full fledged people. They've already given them every right and privalege aside from the local courts just declaring them to have all the same rights and privlages of humans. At this point when they finally do make that pronoucement it's going to be greated with a shrug and a "Duh," rather than as the earth shaking pronouncement it is.
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Re:What?
by PGLover (113462) writes: Juujin at College, LOLWut? on Wednesday August 11, @08:10PM (#31337508) Homepage

Dude, what r they thinking in Vegas? We need 2 b putting collars on these bitches, not letting them go 2 school.
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Re:What? (Score:3, Humorous)
by Rocket (107873) writes: Juujin at College, LOLWut? on Wednesday August 11, @08:13PM (#31337541) Homepage

Maybe they're thinking they deserve to be treated a little better than that dumbass. Then again if you're a product of the education system maybe they'd be better off not going.
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Re:What? (Score:3, Insightful)
by Tamer420 (183720) writes: Juujin at College, LOLWut? on Wednesday August 11, @08:16PM (#31337602) Homepage

Regardless of what side you come down on you have to agree that Vegas is just one short step away from declaring them to have full rights. I hear they've even got JJ only underground clubs there. It's not so much that they're allowed to go to college there, it's that can you think of anything a human is allowed to do in Vegas that a juujin can't?
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Re:What?
by Jastilus (185018) writes: Juujin at College, LOLWut? on Wednesday August 11, @08:17PM (#31337612) Homepage

I think you're all missing the big picture here. Drunken juujin co-eds. Fuck yeah!

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Kelly closed the tab for the discussion and settled back in his chair with a sigh. As always the website had plenty of information and speculation but no real answers. Wasn't really anyone's fault though. There were millions of people with thousands of wild ass theories and differing viewpoints but what people actually knew about juujin couldn't fill a post-it note.

They existed. They could potentially have any superpower you'd ever seen in a comic book or none at all. They were sterile, probably. They were almost impossible to kill or get sick. They needed to have sex or they'd go crazy, literally. Combine that last fact with the almost impossible to kill part and the bit about them having insane powers and it quickly became obvious why people got nervous about them. That and the fact that there were now between fifty to ninety million of them in the country and probably half of them could hide in plain sight.

Kelly would have killed for kind of info on how you were supposed to deal with them, he really would. Especially given that right now three of them were sleeping in his bed.

Two long slender bunny ears rose over the foot board quickly followed by a mass of blonde curls. "Stop looking at porn and come to bed," Charlene whined. "It's late."

Kelly looked at his girlfriend of the past four and a half years and his newest juujin bed warmer and smiled. "I'm not looking at porn," he said.

"You'd better not be with us around," Charlene muttered. She'd dozed off an hour earlier after a marathon loving session between him and the three of them. They'd been celebrating their departure for UNLV tomorrow and after several hours of partying first outside and then inside the bedroom the three juujin of his had passed out in their bed. Kelly was too wound up at the prospect of the move and from the adrenaline spike that can only be caused by three randy juujin, to sleep.

"Just worried about moving," he replied. "That's all. I haven't been through this before like you guys have."

Charlene just shrugged her shoulders. After her sister Georgia had moved in with Kelly it had only seemed logical that she do as well after she'd thresholded. At the time she hadn't thought much of it really. It had seemed perfectly natural that she should live with him even though a tiny part of her had still protested the insanity of a nineteen year old girl moving in with her boyfriend who still lived with his parents but her new instincts won out. They said to be around her master all the time so she'd be damned if she didn't. "That ain't it," she replied. "We're goin' wit you, so the important part's taken care ah sug."

Charlene's slight southern drawl made Kelly smile. It always got thicker when she was tired or excited or just not in high class company. The smile wasn't only for the drawl though, for a girl like Charlene to say that was a hell of a compliment in his books. That her sister Georgia and his cousin Kaitlyn would undoubtedly echo the sentiment was downright humbling. "I know. And ya'll are coming with me too so how bad can it really be right?"

"Exactly," Charlene said then yawned. "Aaawwwww...If the worst 'appens and the place sucks you'll jus have ta console yerself wit our willin' bodies 'tween yer classes." She patted the bed beside him, it was her night to get spooned and she was missing him. "Now come ta bed, ah'll let ya feel me up."

"You'd make me if I don't," he said as he shut off his monitor and made for the bed. He had to dodge the boxes of their things that were still strewn all over the room but he made it with only a few stubs and nothing broken.

"Course ah will," Charlene said with a wink.

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The next day started early, and not in the usual way which happened because one or more of the girls woke up randy. Instead they had to get an early start. The moving van arrived at six in the morning and by seven all their stuff had been loaded up in the van and it had taken off. The trip from San Antonio, Texas to Las Vegas as a good two day trip, fourteen hours the first day to get to Albuquerque and another ten on the second if the maps were to be trusted. He'd decided to take the slightly longer way down I-40 to get a look at some of what used to be Route 66.

The one downside to Kelly's plan was that his 1966 Mustang fastback was not exactly spacious, certainly not for four people for a long road trip. He loved his car though, only slightly less than he loved the girls so there was no leaving it. His father had floated the idea of trailering it up to Vegas behind their SUV but Kelly had turned him down, eager to be out on his own for the first time. That one had earned him an elbow to the ribs from both Kaitlyn and Charlene. He'd spent too much time and money on that car to leave it behind though. He could still remember the day his grandfather had given it to him on his sixteenth birthday. His father and grandfather had taken him out to the garage that had recently been built on to the house. His father had said from the moment construction had started on the addition that it would be where he was going to keep his project car. So when Kelly had been taken to the garage the last thing he'd expected to see was a faded red Mustang waiting for him.

"Wait... what?" Kelly had asked.

"It's yours," his father had replied.

"The CAR?!" Kelly had yelped, scarcely able to believe what he had just heard.

"Happy birthday," his grandfather had chuckled. "Your dad built the garage, I filled it," he'd said.

"Don't get too excited," his father had cautioned him as Kelly had started to run his hands over the body work. "When I said we were keeping a project car in here I meant it. She needs a lot of work."

That hadn't stopped Kelly from grabbing the keys though and piling in with Charlene and Stacy to take it around the block a few times. Those few times had reinforced what they'd meant though. To a kid raised on electronic cars with power steering and all the amenities a true '66 Mustang had been a shock.

The next three years had been full of happy memories though. Saving up for each new part, spending weekends and nights working with his father and grandfather to fix it up just right then proudly showing it off to his girlfriends who mostly just tolerated the third wheel in their relationship though as the years went by and the quaint old roadster had turned into a growling muscle car they had appreciated it a bit more, especially catching rides to school in it. Air conditioning, a brand new radio and sound system, power steering, disk brakes, tires that people wouldn't confuse for spares, and several trips to the body and paint shop along with a brand new big ass V-8 had eaten up every extra dollar he'd had along with more than a few of his father and grandfather's. He'd never stopped thanking either of them for it and when the time came to go to Vegas there was no way he could leave it so driving it was, and bless their hearts Georgia, Kaitlyn, and Charlene seemed to be willing to tolerate it.

Before they could take off there would have to be the goodbyes though. As they finished packing their luggage and loading it up they hugged and kissed Kelly's parents goodbye. His mother, of course, cried. He knew she would. He tried to assure her that he was only a short flight away but that didn't do anything for her, not really. He knew it wouldn't. His father had just given him a hug and a firm pat on the back. He didn't say much, but he wasn't much for words so it was just par for the course. "Make me proud," was the extent of their good-bye.

His mother had to say good bye to the girls as well. Over the past two years Kaitlyn had become like a daughter to her and Charlene had been with Kelly even longer. Even Georgia had gotten close to his mother in the last six months. He politely tried to ignore the talk they got from his mother but he caught snippets of, "remember he's just a man," and "take care of him for me."

His uncle Dan and Aunt Linda along with Charlene and Georgia's parents, Bill and Dottie O'Hara, had chosen that moment to show up.

Kelly had always gotten along with his Uncle and Aunt pretty well. He'd grown up next to their kids and the families lived walking distance away from each other. He'd never gotten real close to most of their kids though. They had a son who was two years older than Kelly. He'd gone on to college and played football there. Their elder daughters were Kelly's age but a grade ahead of him. They'd graduated and one was interning at a local news station getting occasional on air time while her twin was at a liberal arts college majoring in theater. Their youngest son was four years Kelly's junior and like his older brother the apples of their father's eye. He was already showing a great aptitude for soccer and a starter for the junior varsity team. This had left their second youngest, Kaitlyn, hanging in the middle. Kelly knew for a fact that they'd been hoping for a boy with Kaitlyn and because it hadn't happened they'd tried again. He didn't think anyone intentionally neglected Kaitlyn but growing up in a family of overachievers it wasn't hard to see why her only real claim to fame was her strict averageness. She'd topped out at about five foot four and skinny as a rail. Unlike her stacked sisters she was slim hipped, small boobed, and gangly was probably the nicest way to put it. Where her sisters filled out their clothes in all the right spots Kaitlyn's hung on her like an empty sack. She hadn't really excelled in school though she did quite well at math and science. It was really that aptitude that brought her and Kelly together more than anything.

Kelly was pretty solid with subjects like history and English but when it came to math and science he often had issues wrapping his head around algebra and physics. He could understand the principles but manipulating the numbers just eluded him. So Kaitlyn had volunteered to help him out. It was a bit embarrassing for a sophomore in high school to be getting math help from an eighth grade girl but when his average grade went up a full letter the first semester she'd tutored him it changed his mind. Eventually they'd worked out an arrangement where he tutored her on English, "But that's just stupid," was her reaction to many of the rules of English, and in history and she'd helped him with math and science. Both of their grades had steadily improved, Kelly's to the point of getting a partial scholarship to UNLV, and Kelly had found that he really enjoyed spending time with Kaitlyn.

Unlike his own older sisters, both headed off to college and one already married, Kaitlyn had taken an interest in the things he liked. She'd come to his baseball games, actually came over to watch baseball games on TV with him, and he'd taken her shopping a few times since he could drive and she couldn't. He'd caught the occasional bit of flak from people for dating a freshman when he was already with Stacy and Charlene but he'd always ignored it.

Then things had gotten weird, which given the world they now lived in was par for the course. One night Stacy and Charlene had been over with him to watch a baseball game, the first one they'd agreed to watch with him in a while and they'd been waiting on Kaitlyn to show. About the third inning when she hadn't showed up Kelly had called to her house. Her mother had answered that Kaitlyn had gotten some kind of fast acting flu and wasn't feeling well. Kelly had shrugged it off and gone back to the game and his girlfriends. The next afternoon when he called to find out if she was going to come over to study for her English test in a few days he'd gotten the same answer. He'd blown it off but later that night when talking with Charlene after having dinner with her folks she'd punched him in the arm, hard.

"So she suddenly came down with a bad case of the flu and can't come over?"

"Yeah," Kelly said as they'd rocked back and forth in the swing her family had put in the back garden. "So?"

"So, how old is she?" Charlene had prodded her overly dense boyfriend. She was used to having Stacy around to handle Kelly's dumber moments, she was better at cutting through the layers of teenaged boy and making him think about things rationally. It didn't help that he was horny and blood wasn't exactly flowing to the head on his shoulders.

"Fifteen," Kelly had said as he wrapped his arm around her shoulder. They might have been at her folks place but that didn't mean he couldn't sneak a kiss and his girlfriend was extremely kissable. Plump red lips that didn't need any help with their color stood out in contrast to her porcelain perfect skin. Her pert little button of a nose tended to wiggle when she was thinking or tickled. Dark blue eyes stood out under a halo of golden curls that could reach the middle of her back. She looked like someone's idea of a southern belle made in the form of a China doll. His other girlfriend Stacy was beautiful in her own way but her thin lips didn't quite beg for it the way Charlene's did.

"So she's fifteen and gets a sudden and very bad flu," Charlene had asked as she leaned slightly away from Kelly. His intentions weren't entirely clandestine.

"Yeah... so?" Kelly had said again. He hadn't missed her leaning away. Why Kaitlyn getting sick should keep him from at least making out with his girlfriend he didn't understand. Stacy had turned down the dinner invitation to catch up with family that was in town so this seemed like a perfect opportunity for some one on one time with Charlene. The three of them had fun together but even Kelly occasionally wanted just one of them at a time.

"That doesn't strike you as bad?" Charlene said as she scooted against the far armrest of the loveseat sized swing.

"People get sick all the time, it happens. Maybe next time she'll be sure to wash her hands better... wait, you don't mean...? Oh come on, Kaitlyn?"

"Yes Kaitlyn," Charlene had said as she crossed her arms under her chest. She couldn’t compete with Stacy in terms of size but in perfection she'd put her tear drop shaped 36 C's up against any other bust in the world.

"If there's anyone in this world safe from thresholding it's Kaitlyn," Kelly said with his best disarming smile. This couldn't be the reason she was backing out on him.

"Oh, and why is that?" Charlene asked indignantly as her boyfriend grinned at her like an idiot.

"Well... look at her," Kelly said. "She's a sweet girl but come on, she's plain as can be, flat as a board, and both her sisters made it through just fine. I mean Kaitlyn..., HA!" He laughed, rubbing his eyes at the joke. When he looked back at Charlene she wasn't laughing, she was scowling at him. "I mean... ha... Kaitlyn... yeah. Now you, I wouldn't be surprised if you thresholded."

"Oh really?" Charlene asked with an icy grimace. She hopped out of the swing and headed for her house. "Get your head out of your ass Kelly and go check on her you dumb jock." She stomped her way up to the back porch and headed inside without another word to him.

Kelly watched her tight little ass wiggle as she stormed away with profound appreciation. She had a dancer's body for sure, long legs, well toned, and with an ass you could bounce a quarter off, though he doubted she'd let him do any change bouncing tonight. "What the...? Come on baby, don't leave me out here," he called after her. "It's just the flu!" he yelled as the back screen door slammed shut. Kelly sat in the slowing swing hoping that Charlene might get over whatever was bothering her and come back out but he got his answer when someone shut off the back porch light. He grumbled as he got off the swing and headed for the side gate to the driveway. He had no idea what had Charlene so up in arms but he knew it wasn't going to be fixed tonight. He climbed into his Mustang and fired it up, pulling out of the driveway and heading home.

He pulled out his phone and for a moment entertained the thought of calling Stacy up. He'd been hoping to at least get a little physical with Charlene tonight and with that out of the question now he was thinking hard about calling Stacy. He didn't think of her as second best or a fall back, that was just their relationship. They both knew that long term they were going no where. They had fun and got along but they just weren't compatible. So within a few months of starting to go out they'd settled that they were going no where, but the enjoyed each other's company too much to let that get in the way. He said they were just good friends with great benefits, she preferred the term fuck buddy; Charlene just rolled her eyes at both of them.

So he was staring at his phone pondering calling Stacy and seeing if she was up to anything when the phone rang of its own accord. Which surprised Kelly enough to drop it, swerve off the road, and nearly clip a stop sign. He brought his car to a screeching halt half up on the curb and put it in park. He frantically hunted for his chirping phone and answered it without even looking at the caller.

"Kelly?" He heard his cousin Kaitlyn on the other end ask.

"Yeah, what's up?" He answered nonchalantly.

"Were you asleep?" she asked.

Kelly tried to calm his breathing. "No, no I was just driving."

"Then why are you so out of breath?"

"Nothing, don't worry about it. Hey, weren't you supposed to be sick?" he asked trying to divert attention from his almost accident.

"Well sort of, I'm much better now," she said in a rather odd voice.

"That's good," he replied, "So what's going on?"

"Can you come over?" she asked.

Kelly paused for a moment. Go to Kaitlyn's, probably to study, or call up Stacy and see if she was in the mood for a quickie. Well the almost car wreck had cured his hard on for the moment and it was already getting late. Stacy might be a fuck buddy but she still expected at least a little consideration before they screwed. Did he really want to get that started this late at night? "Wanna study to make up some lost time?"

"You could say that," she said. "Can you come over?"

"Sure," he replied. "Be over in five minutes. I was already on my way home."

"Alright," she said cheerily. "See you then."

Kelly had hung up and changed course to his uncle's house. For a moment he wondered what was up with Kaitlyn, she'd sounded just a bit different on the phone but he passed it off as some congestion or something. He sounded like a frog when he got the flu. Now if anyone was going to threshold he sincerely hoped it would be Charlene. Not that he didn't adore her as is, but well what guy wouldn't want a super powered nympho for a girlfriend? Besides, his little southern bell would probably look damn cute if she did.

He pulled up to his uncle's house and parked his Mustang on the road like he usually did before getting out and locking it. He didn't have his books with him but they'd be cramming for Kaitlyn's tests not his. He hopped over the flowerbed they planted around their walkway and went up on their porch. He gave the door a loud knock and sat back to wait.

When his uncle opened the door Kelly greeted him with a smile and began to explain why he was there. The explanation died on his lips as his uncle regarded him with a look in a weird middle ground between confusion and horror. "Ummm, hi?"

His uncle stood there for half a second before making to close the door. "Not tonight Kelly, we're all sick, you don't want it."

"But Kaitlyn said," he began.

"She what?" he asked with a snarl.

"Kaitlyn asked me to come over, said she was feeling better," Kelly explained as he recoiled slightly. His uncle was a calm mild mannered man. The few times Kelly had seen him visibly angry could be counted on one hand and none of them had ended well.

"Who is it Dan?" his aunt called from the family room.

"Kelly," his uncle had answered, "And he's leaving."

"Wait a minute!" his aunt Linda had called and he heard running feet. "What are you doing here?" she'd asked as soon as she pried the door out of her husband's hands.

At this point Kelly was getting nervous. He didn't know what he'd walked in on but it wasn't good. "Look, I dunno, I'm just gonna go ok?" he said as he took a step backwards.

"I called him here," he heard Kaitlyn state from somewhere behind her parents.

Both his aunt and uncle's eyes had gone wide in shock. Dan had turned his back to Kelly and started to yell, "What were you thinking!?" before his wife grabbed his arm and held him still.

"I wanted him to come over," Kaitlyn said defiantly.

Kelly didn't know what was going on but he could tell when he'd stepped in it. Kaitlyn had something going on with her family and she'd drug him right into the middle of it. He was happy to help her out but this was going a bit far.

"You wanted him to come over, now!?" her father stormed.

Linda looked long at her daughter then back at Kelly before tightening her grip on her husband's arm. "Calm down Dan," she said as she pulled him to the side. He resisted at first but she gave him a withering look when he turned to ask her what she was doing. After that he let himself be led out of the way of the door.

Kelly had been expecting to see his younger cousin standing there behind her father and she was, he thought, but she was nothing like he'd seen her the last time. Instead of the thin as a rail, flat as a board, slightly awkward girl he was expecting he saw a well rounded, buxom, and very much bovine girl with his cousin's face looking back at him.

A girl thresholding in this day and age wasn't an unheard of thing. A bit more than half the girls born human would eventually threshold given the way the statistics were panning out. Kelly's family had been spared the most of it though. His own older sisters had sailed right through with nary a hiccup as had Kaitlyn's older sisters. They'd been in the midst of a nice streak but apparently Kaitlyn had broken it. Broken it with gusto as far as the primal male side of Kelly's brain was concerned.

Kaitlyn was still as short as she ever had been but skinny and flat were two adjectives that would never again apply to her. She was wearing one of her father's old t-shirts like she usually did for a sleep shirt but instead of swallowing her like they used to it was now pulled tight across a chest that wouldn't have been out of place on a stripper. Kelly did his best not to stare but Kaitlyn's A cup looked to have gone half way up the alphabet. Her baggy sleep shorts were likewise fighting an unexpected battle as her chest hadn't been the only thing to fill out. The formerly curveless Kaitlyn now had broad womanly hips, and he strongly suspected an ass as well. The kind of hips and ass you just wanted to grab hold of and... Kelly blinked hard; his subconscious had been taking him somewhere he probably shouldn't go with thoughts of his cousin except...

"Umm, wow," he muttered.

It took an expansion of that amazing degree to draw attention away from the other changes that had overtaken her. Kaitlyn's pale freckled skin had been replaced by a pale white skin molted with brown spots everywhere he could see skin. She still had some of her freckles but only on her cheeks that were quickly starting to blush. Her thin brown hair, that she'd always complained about not being able to do anything with was gone, replaced by long, thick, almost electric purple hair that she'd pulled back into a pair of pony tails. And speaking of tails, a flicker of movement caught his eye. Apparently his cousin now had one, a long one topped with a tuft of purple hair.

"Ahem," Kaitlyn coughed, "up here."

In a heartbeat Kelly realized he'd been giving Kaitlyn a very thorough one over. Right in front of her parents. When he finally made eye contact with Kaitlyn she smiled at him. A reassuring little grin just like she'd given him every other time he'd done something stupid. Only when he'd taken a second to stop checking her out like a piece of meat did he notice her elongated ears and the twin small horns peeking out of her hair.

"Don't worry, I had the same reaction the first time," she said.

"If you're done checking out your COUSIN," his uncle fumed, "You need to..."

Again a tug as his arm by his wife silenced Kelly's uncle. Kelly was too busy staring at Kaitlyn to see the way his aunt looked back and forth between them or pay much attention to them when they started to bicker. "So, I guess you thresholded," he said. Stupid, he knew, but it wasn't a subject he had a lot of experience starting conversations about.

Kaitlyn's spine snapped straight "What!?" she yelped as she looked down at her hands and then back up at him, absolutely horrified. For a single horrified instant Kelly's stomach dropped out as he honestly thought she might not know. The feeling lasted until her terror faded and she broke out into a grin.

"Not cool Kaitlyn," Kelly said.

"Come on Kelly," she teased him, "how could I not notice this?" She asked as she held up her hands. "How could I possibly miss these?" she asked as she grabbed what had to easily be a pair double D's. "Yeah, I thresholded into a juujin," she confirmed. "A smoking hot one!"

"Kaitlyn!" her father snapped.

She bowed her head sheepishly and Kelly tried to find something to look at besides his Aunt and Uncle. After a few uncomfortable moments his Aunt pulled her husband off into another room and out of earshot.

"You're...," Kelly paused as he searched for the right words, "happy about this?"

Kaitlyn's smile faded. "Come on Kelly, of course I am. Be real about this I was not going to win any beauty contests before was I?"

"Don't be like that Kait, you..."

Kaitlyn cut him off, "Be what Kelly? Come on, I was plain next to human girls, forget juujin. Put ten girls in a room, you think anyone would remember me?" Kelly didn't answer, he couldn't. He really did love his cousin and wanted to say the best about her but she was right. "The best I was ever going to do was find some other group of girls to tag along with like the pity case and if I'm lucky wind up with some below average guy and get completely ignored by him too," she said with exasperation. "Look at me now though," she said as she turned around revealing a very nice, very round ass in a pair of shorts well beyond too small. In fact he though he saw a bit of cheek peeking out the bottom. He just managed to notice had a hole cut in the waistband for her tail before going back to her ass. "Look at this, plain Jane to a bombshell Cuz. I mean I am freaking smoking now!"

"You don't want someone who just wants you for your looks," Kelly countered, weakly by anyone's standards. He was still staring at Kaitlyn’s rear like a fourteen year old boy at the beach.

"I'm still up here," she said. Kelly caught himself staring and looked up at Kaitlyn's face quickly. She was smirking as she turned back to face him. "Even you know that's bullshit," she snarked. "Yeah, I don't want someone who just wants me for my body but is it too much to ask to be loved for my brain and a screaming hot body you just wanna fuck until you both pass out?"

"Kaitlyn!" Kelly hissed as his eyes darted to the doorway his relatives had left through.

"Tell me I'm wrong," she said.

"Fine, you're not, are you happy?"

"Not just yet I'm not," she said cryptically.

Kelly regarded her for a moment, one critical facet of her threshold clicking into place. "Uncle Dan pick a loser to look after you?"

"He's too busy freaking out to do that," she said back, still dodging the question. "He can't even deal with me thresholding; forget the rest of the problems that entails."

"He doesn't like the boy you picked?" Kelly asked cautiously. Kaitlyn had never talked about boys to him, at least not in a complimentary light. She certainly hadn't talked like there was one she'd be eager to bond with if she did threshold. He supposed he couldn't rule out the possibility of a girl but bringing that up sounded like a bad idea even to him.

"Not even a little bit," she said as she crossed her arms over her now expansive chest.

Kelly's next question died in his mouth as his Aunt and Uncle returned. "Kelly, we're going over to your parent's house," his Aunt Linda informed him as she picked up her purse off a table in the foyer and opened the door. His Uncle glanced between Kaitlyn and Kelly in a pissed off and meaningful way. Kelly didn't know what he'd done but he couldn't imagine what it might have been to piss his uncle off so badly. "You stay here and keep Kaitlyn company while we're gone."

"Sure thing Aunt Linda," he replied nervously. Without any more preamble his aunt and uncle left, locking the door behind them. Kelly kept staring at the door even as he heard them get into their car and fire it up. Moments later the engine sound was fading as they pulled away from the house leaving nothing to hear but Kaitlyn and his breathing. "So uhh... where's the rest of the family," he asked as he turned back to Kaitlyn.

Kaitlyn was staring at Kelly intently. So intently that he couldn't break his eyes away from hers to have another non-uncle supervised ogle. Something about the way her eyes were boring into his caught him like a deer in the headlamps. She was up to something and he had an idea what. As his previously wall-flower cousin strutted towards him with her hips and everything else swaying she smirked, "They're at friends. Mom and Dad didn't figure they needed to be here while I was thresholding."

"That's uh... that's... probably not a bad idea," Kelly stammered. Stacy and Charlene had taken their turns burning off the blushing virgin in him but that didn't prepare him for his suddenly transformed, hot, and apparently very horny cousin.

Kaitlyn kept closing on him until her big breasts smooshed against his chest. Kelly tried to take a step back to get away from the randy cowgirl but he only hit the wall and Kaitlyn kept him there. "You never did ask me what boy I picked," she coo'd as she looked up at him.

Looking down at her was dangerous for him, down met her face and her cleavage under it, over her shoulder was her round ass and swishing tail. "I figure you ummm," he tried to think straight as Kaitlyn smooshed her breasts into his chest but he couldn't. He was sure she wasn't wearing a bra and the way she was wiggling her hips was rubbing herself against his crotch. There was no way she could miss the effect she was having on him. "You'd tell me when you were ready."

Kaitlyn reached out and grasped his arms, running her hands up and down them. She moo'd happily when she felt him involuntarily flex beneath her fingers, showing off for her without even thinking about it. "Well with Mom and Dad gone I guess I'm ready." The newly transformed juujin leaned forward and rested all her weight on her cousin. "The boy I want for my tamer...," she paused and then grinned broadly as she pulled his arms around her waist, "The man I want for my master, is you."

The remainder of that night had consisted of Kelly getting to know his cousin in some new and incredibly creative ways. It was only when his aunt and uncle pulled into the driveway three hours later that he'd finally put his clothes on and left. His Uncle had glared at him the whole way to his car but the somewhat knowing nod from his aunt seemed to indicate he wasn't permanently persona non grata. Then again his uncle's silent glare was probably the least horrific of the consequences that came from that night.

"YOU FUCKED HER!?" Charlene had screamed at him.

"You thought she'd thresholded and you sent me over there!" Kelly protested as Charlene paced back and forth in Stacy's dining room. Stacy's parents were rarely home, both traveled on business a lot, so it was a fairly common place for all three of them to be alone together. For her part Charlene never cursed, ever, well at least outside of the bedroom and even then only rarely. She called it "making love," most of the time. Even if making love involved her and Stacy at the same time with him and a couple of toys and some lube.

"I thought you'd go over and offer the girl some moral support not jam your dick in her!" Charlene snapped back.

Stacy stopped typing on her laptop to shake her head at Charlene. "Come on Char, you had to know it was a possibility. She's been eyeing him for as long as we've known him."

"Yeah," Kelly piped up, happy for some support. "Wait... what?"

Charlene crossed her arms and frowned. "Maybe, but she's his cousin for crying out loud. I thought he had some self control."

"What do you two mean she's been eyeing me?" Kelly asked.

Charlene looked at Stacy then they both looked at him. "Are you really that dense?" Stacy asked. His other girlfriend, really his first girlfriend was a lot different from Charlene. Where as Charlene was a porcelain doll ballerina Stacy was not. Her American Indian ancestry darkened her skin just a bit and gave her a slightly exotic look but where Charlene was trim and thin Stacy was not. An asshole might have called her fat, and an idiot chubby, but the Kelly she was just rounded in all the right places. Her face was gorgeous and she took great care of herself and her appearance she was just built thicker than most girls. Kelly certainly didn't mind. Her skin was perfect and the extra padding just made it so he could pound her as hard as she wanted and she'd just come back for more. Though now she had some competition in the tits department, Kaitlyn's massive melons we at least as big as Stacy's, maybe larger. Stacy started to pull her long red hair up into a ponytail. "I forgot who I was talking to, you are." Kelly opened his mouth to protest but Stacy didn't let him. "I had to tell you Char liked you, after she went on the paintball trip with us, borrowed your pants, and then kept forgetting to give them back just to talk to you."

Kelly glared at her but said nothing.

"We mean that Kaitlyn has been staring at you like a love struck puppy for as long as we've known you two," Charlene explained sarcastically.

"Come on," Kelly fired back. "Kaitlyn? Get serious."

"Yes, Kaitlyn," Stacy said. "Mousy little girl with self-confidence issues? Has an older, athletic, and fairly handsome boy take an interest in her and spends time with her, a lot of time. Can't imagine an infatuation developing there."

"Did she ever give a damn about baseball or cars before you started hanging out with her?" Charlene asked.

"Well, I dunno," Kelly shot back. His mind was only half on the developing conversation with the rest of it focused on trying to remember the way his cousin had acted around him before. "I mean she could just like those things right?"

"Yeah, little miss nose in a book is a HUGE baseball fan," Stacy said as she rolled her eyes. "I guess her just liking the teams you like and the cars you like is a coincidence too?"

"Nothing a girl does can get your attention can it?" Charlene asked. "Unless one of us says, 'I wanna suck your dick,' it just goes in one ear and out the other doesn't it?"

Kelly winced at the insinuation but given how things were going he supposed he didn't have room to talk. At least Charlene wasn't throwing around F-bombs anymore. "She's still my cousin."

"That sure slowed you down," Stacy said as she leaned back in her chair with an evil grin.

"I just cannot believe you came in here and told us this and expected us to be ok with it," Charlene said.

"Well I was thinking of calling Stacy and coming over here instead," he said.

"So?" Charlene snapped. "We're your girlfriends. Kaitlyn isn't you moron. I don't care if you sleep with Stacy."

"Well now she is," Stacy said. "We couldn't keep her off him before. Now that she's thresholded and fucked him she's gonna be all over him." Stacy watched her boyfriend's reaction and caught a very small smirk. "And I somehow doubt Mr. Hormones is going to give it up either."

"UGH!" Charlene growled, pounding her little fist against her leg.

"Be fair Char. She didn't have a boyfriend or even a boy interested in her, her father wasn't helping, and come on Kelly's a good guy. Can you blame her? Besides, you really think you're gonna be able to keep him all to yourself?"

Charlene crossed her arms and glared at Kelly and then Stacy in turn. "Fine, no. Happy? I'm not stupid ok, I know how it works. I just expect that my boyfriend will give me the common courtesy to talk to me about it before picking up a stray!"

Kelly had actually thought about calling Charlene, trying to get her to come over so they could talk with Kaitlyn and figure something out but his juujin cousin wasn't having any of that and had tossed his phone away the moment he'd pulled it out. His protests had lasted as long as it took for Kaitlyn to pull off her shirt. So while thinking of calling her might win points he doubted the rest of the story would help. "So if I'd called you...?"

"Maybe," Charlene answered. "Maybe not given permission on the phone but we could have talked about it first. Ugh!"

That made him feel like an ass. Charlene looked to be warming up for another go at Kelly when Stacy's phone rang. "Yeah... oh hey! We were just talking about you."

Kelly groaned.

"Yeah, nothing that awful... he told us... yeah she's kinda pissed."

Charlene glared daggers at Stacy.

"Ok, a lot pissed... she's here... so's he. No we weren't doing that just yet," she replied with a smile. "Heard you had some fun last night though." The phone went silent for several long moments. Only as they started to get antsy did Stacy nod slowly. "Yeah, talking might be a good thing." Stacy nodded a few more times then hung up. "She's coming over."

"I am going to...," Charlene started.

"Be nice to her," Stacy cut in. "I had an older sister go through this, it's hard on them. The girl's got a lot of hormones going through her, maybe more than him," she said nodding at Kelly, "and no more clue what to do with them. You can't blame her for acting out."

"Watch me," Charlene said defiantly.

"Hey now, don't just blame her!" Kelly piped up.

Charlene fixed him with a ball withering stare. "I don't."

"Yeah well, get over it in a hurry. She'll be here in five and I suspect we're gonna be stuck with her for a good long while," Stacy said.

Kelly had been expecting a near disaster with Charlene as pissed off as she was. When Kaitlyn's mother dropped her off he'd watched as Charlene had started to wind up to unload on his cousin and Stacy prepare to try and reign her in but the wind was completely taken out of both girl's sails when Kelly let her in and she pushed her hoody off her head.

The resultant conversation had been one of the most uncomfortable of Kelly's life. That wasn't necessarily a bad thing in his estimation. The next few years of his life had been full of very uncomfortable conversations. Charlene eventually got her pound of flesh out of Kaitlyn and another out of him though in a much more restrained manner than he suspected she'd been planning. Stacy was as always the peacemaker. Kelly supposed it was easier for her to be blasé about the situation given that she didn't have a huge personal stake in the relationship. In the end they'd agreed to just continue on the way they had been before with Kaitlyn spending some time with Kelly and then him spending time with Charlene and Stacy separately.

It hadn't worked.

In less than a week all the women in his life were grumbling about the arrangement. Kaitlyn because she only got to see him some times, and he often left to spend time with the other girls and Charlene and Stacy because more often than not he was late to see them and if Kaitlyn had been with him earlier in the day they got him tired and drained after the horny juujin put him through the wringer.

After a month Kelly, sick of being caught in the middle of three pissed off women, got them all together for another conversation. That one had been far less pleasant than the first. Kaitlyn had gotten used to her claim over Kelly and the shock of the change Kaitlyn had gone through had worn off Charlene and Stacy. What he'd intended to be a few minute conversation to get things out in the open and work through them had turned into a three hour discussion/fight. After a lot of hurt feelings, crying, and talking things out, mostly on the girls part they'd come to a conclusion that had surprised Kelly. He'd been expecting to maybe formalize the time share, not to have the girls decide that Kaitlyn was now his third girlfriend, officially, and that they'd no longer be trying to keep separate. She'd come out on dates, Charlene and Stacy could come over when they were "studying." Charlene had actually used air quotes for that one. Kelly couldn't object. The only studying they'd done had been of each other's anatomy.

He really hadn't expected what had happened afterwards, Kaitlyn getting on her knees to assure Charlene and Stacy that they came first and that she'd do her best to know her place in things. Stacy had accepted but then Charlene had declared that she had to be punished. He'd almost stopped her but Stacy had stopped him first. He hadn't realized that this was only for his benefit, that Kaitlyn had already gone to both of them apologizing for her actions and begging forgiveness. He also had to admit that seeing Kaitlyn get her shorts yanked down and then get bent over Charlene's lap for a good firm spanking was probably one of the most erotic sights of his life. When said spanking had devolved into kiss, fondling, and eventually the cowgirl eating out his girlfriend Kelly had nearly gone catatonic, until Stacy had taken matters into her own hands so to speak.

It was a good thing Stacy's parents hadn't been coming home until Sunday night because the four of them had spent the rest of the weekend absolutely destroying the place. They'd only just managed to get things set right before her folks came home. It might have been awkward to explain why Kelly, Charlene, and Kaitlyn were still around except that Stacy's parents had already gotten that out of the way when Kelly and Charlene had been hanging out with Stacy when her parents left. Her father had proceeded to tell Kelly that they'd bought a brand new box of condoms and left it in Stacy's bathroom for them and her mother had chimed in that if Stacy insisted on using their lube she should either put it back when they were done or buy her parents a new tube. They'd then followed this up with a kiss on the forehead for their daughter and firm pat on the shoulder for a stunned Kelly. The only slight awkwardness this time was explaining who Kaitlyn was but to no surprise they'd taken the news that she was Kelly's cousin in stride and then joked that it must be nice to be able to bareback at least one of his girls. Kelly, Charlene, and Kaitlyn had quickly said their goodbyes to Stacy and gotten the hell out of there. The "bareback" comment had stuck though because as soon as they'd gotten home Kaitlyn had stripped then wiggled her rump at him asking if he wanted to ride his little cow bareback. He had.

All that had really just presaged the second most awkward conversation he'd ever had with his aunt and uncle, explaining to them that Kaitlyn wanted to move in with him.

"She's sixteen Kelly! And your cousin! Look," her father had stormed, "I've put up with this as best I can these last couple months but this is going too far. She needs to find someone her own age who isn't her GOD. DAMNED. COUSIN!" Kaitlyn's hand had tightened around his as they both recoiled from her father's anger. Kelly had known he wasn't happy about their arrangement but he'd never come out about it like this. "Someone who she doesn't constantly have to make excuses about!"

"I don't have to make any excuses for Kelly," Kaitlyn had said coming out of his shadow a bit. "Kelly is my Master and that's that! I don't want anyone else, ever! So why shouldn't I move in with him?!"

Once again Kelly found himself in the middle of something he didn't entirely grasp. Neither his uncle vehemence about their situation or Kaitlyn's stalwart defense of him. He'd seemed to accept their situation and Kaitlyn was usually rather meek and mild mannered. Something had obviously set both of them off.

"Because you're sixteen and his cousin!" He father snapped back. "That's why!"

"Well I'm bonded with him," Kaitlyn had shot back. "I don't want anyone else. Why shouldn't I live with my Master?"

"Would you stop saying that! Master? You're not some slave; you're my daughter and his cousin."

"Uncle Dan, you know me. Do you think I treat her that way?" Kelly had jumped in to defend himself. Kaitlyn rarely used the M word and certainly never in front of her parents. He didn't know what had gotten into her but something had her going.

"I know I don't like it, and now she's asking to move in with you," he'd said.

"And she'll be living at my house, with my Mom and Dad, down the street not on the other side of the world."

"With your Mom and Dad and YOU," his uncle had replied.

"So?" Kaitlyn asked.

"So I know what will happen if you two are with each other all the time. I know there's no free room over there."

"Well, yeah. She'd be in my room," Kelly had said. The idea of Kaitlyn moving in and having her own room had never occurred to him.

"It's not like it doesn't already happen all the time now," Kaitlyn had snarked. "Remember that weekend I slept over at Stacy's? Kelly slept over too. We spent the whole weekend doing it, with all of them." The defiant tone in her voice was new. She was intentionally goading her father which confused Kelly all to hell. Kaitlyn was a juujin after all. Was it really surprising to her father that her sex drive rivaled the combined drive of an entire high school football team? The implication on the end of that sentence wasn't lost on his uncle. He knew his little girl was sleeping with Kelly, he had to, and now she was implying, correctly, that she swung both ways and was rubbing that in his face as well.

Kaitlyn hadn't so much moved out of her parent’s house as she was ejected from it. Thankfully a lot of her possessions were already at Kelly's just from the natural consequence of her being over there quite often and the rest of her important stuff was packed up. It had only taken a few strained moments to get her things in Kelly's car and leave. Kaitlyn stayed on decent terms with her mother but it had been two solid months before she spoke with her father and another before they saw each other again.

The relationship had been repaired eventually but it had taken time. Kelly reflected that it was a real shame that for the first time they were all together and it didn't feel strained or tense, and it was when Kelly and the girls were getting ready to head for college.

While his aunt kissed Kaitlyn good bye his uncle Dan had come over to shake Kelly's had. He'd taken it, only to have his uncle pull him in for a bear hug and a firm slap on the back. "Take care of my little girl," he said. "I know you treat her right but you'd damn well better keep it up." They'd released their hug and his uncle had slapped him on the arm one last time. No apologies, no excuses, just a slap on the arm and a smile. That was the way it was in his family, don't dwell on things; just get on with it. "Make sure she finishes that GED you understand?" Kelly nodded. That was something he was committed to as well.

School hadn't gone that well for Kaitlyn. Grades wise she was fine, there was a slight dip of course as she spent most every available hour of free time with and on Kelly but she hadn't been in trouble. The problem had been entirely with the other students. Some thresholders barely changed at all when it happened. They might suddenly be able to make books levitate or start fires with their minds but so long as they didn't use their powers you'd never know they weren't just another pretty high school student. Other's changed, but all they got was a set of ears or a tail. Something not that major that was easy to hide or ignore. It wasn't so easy for girls like Kaitlyn though. There was simply no ignoring her complete transformation, or the implications of it.

Thresholders were used to boys treating them like easy lays but in Kaitlyn's case, with her transformed body, it was worse than usual. She'd become a lot more flirtatious and enjoyed showing off but some of the boys in her school had taken it too far, going from appreciative onlookers to creepy stalkers. The girls weren't much better, ignored before her transformation she was now the topic of more than a few discussions most of which heavily featured the words slut, bimbo, or whore. Even some of the teachers treated her differently, some with outright hostility and some with the same looks the boys were given her.

Talk of school had slowly stopped with Kaitlyn at home. She'd even found more and more excuses to not go or come home early. Not long after moving in with Kelly things had come to a head when she'd come home from school in tears. A small group of boys had accosted her in the hallways between class, dragging her into a bathroom with clear intent to do more than talk to her. They'd called her every name in the book and promised to do as they pleased with her. Only them forgetting to lock the door and a teacher coming in had saved her. The downside is that she'd been written up for being in the boys bathroom and been suspended for three days for "bad conduct," apparently the teacher who'd broken up the attempted rape had assumed that Kaitlyn had enticed it.

When she'd come home in tears that night and told Kelly about it he'd comforted her as best he could. He'd gone to school the next day himself but had to come home early, suspended for fighting. His parents had been called into school the next day to discuss the event.

"A baseball bat?" his father had asked. "Really?"

"A wooden one," Kelly had explained rather lamely.

"You could have killed them," his father responded.

"I hit them in the stomach, not the back, and it wasn't even that hard."

"With the baseball bat maybe. I saw the photos and look at your hands."

Kelly had, his hands were covered in bruises and two of the fingers in his left hand were in splints because he'd broken bones. They'd had to throw away his shirt it was covered in so much blood. "They blamed Kait Dad, said she'd been asking for it. The school cop said he wasn't going to do anything about. The principal said, 'the little juujin slut was probably begging for it.' The principal dad!"

"Yes, they were in the wrong, but then you decided to go vigilante on them! Four people Kelly, did it ever occur to you that if it didn't work you'd have four guys on your ass beating you with your own baseball bat?"

"Not really," Kelly half mumbled. In retrospect it hadn't been the best thought out plan. Stop by the baseball team storage shed, get a bat, and beat the shit out of the four guys who'd done it. "They were a grade under me."

"And two of them were still bigger than you."

"I won."

"Not the point Kelly," his father had said exasperatedly. He paced back and forth in the living room for a moment. "I don't suppose you'd apologize if we asked you too." Kelly didn't say a word. For several long moments the silence dragged on, then his father had clapped him on the shoulder. "Yeah, if someone did that to your mother I wouldn't apologize either. I want you to know that I had to talk their parents out of pressing charges, the school out of expelling you, and your coach out of throwing you off the team. The only thing that saved you was that the cop pointed out that if they pressed charges for assault we could press charges for attempted rape and discrimination. You should consider being suspended for a week getting off lightly."

Kelly only nodded slightly. He didn't feel the least bit of remorse about what he'd done, aside from maybe not making sure they all went to the hospital.

"Son, this world isn't kind to people like Kaitlyn and there's nothing we can do about it. What you did would land you in jail in another year or so, could have landed you in jail tonight. It was stupid, irresponsible, dangerous... and I'm proud of you."

Kelly blinked as his father sat down beside him on the couch. "What?"

"Son, Kaitlyn, your cousin your... well I dunno, lover, almost got raped and the people who were going to do it weren't going to be punished at all. You took care of it. It was stupid and dangerous but if that teacher had walked in fifteen minutes later it wouldn't have been attempted rape. I'm proud of you, a man looks after his women... just don't repeat that to your sisters or they'll sic the women's libers on my ass."

Kelly pondered this as his father rummaged around in his pocket. A moment later he put a black metal cylinder in Kelly's hand. "What's this?"

"Collapsible baton," his father said. "Those assholes may come after you again. If they do then flick this out and swing for the fences. Just don't let anyone see this, ever. It'll get you expelled for sure. For now, you're suspended and I'm grounding you. No video games for a week."

"Sir?" Kelly asked, confused. Since Kaitlyn had thresholded he'd barely even touched the game console in the living room. He wasn't even sure it was still plugged in.

"You heard me, no video games. I suppose Charlene and Stacy can come over, but no video games," his father had instructed.

He didn't miss them that week, not one bit. The girls, after all of the taking turns chewing him out, kept him quite busy. Kaitlyn all day while they were suspended and the other girls at night. He never did have to use the baton, but then Kaitlyn never went back to school.

Kelly hugged his Aunt when she came over to wish them goodbye, admonishing him to take care of Kaitlyn and to make sure she finished her high school but with more tears and less back slapping. He assured her he would and she went back to stand with her husband and talk to Kaitlyn.

No sooner had he mollified his relatives than Mr. and Mrs. O'Hara came over to wish him goodbye and much like his aunt and uncle to take care of their daughters. Not that they thought he wouldn't.

Kelly had known Charlene for years at this point, getting close to five full years of dating one another. They'd had their ups and downs along the way but during their junior year in high school they'd both come to realize that any long range plans they had included each other. In a way that stability had made the things that happened not seem to matter too much. They'd be with each other and that was that. Kelly wasn't about to use the word soul-mate but they fit together so perfectly, even better than he did with Stacy but with an actual future. That connection was probably the only reason they were still together.

As big an upset to their relationship as Kaitlyn thresholding had been nothing compared to what had happened almost a year later.

"Kelly, can you come over?" Charlene had asked on the phone. "Kaitlyn too."

"Sure babe, what's up?" Kelly had replied.

"Just come over ok, hurry."

"What was that about?" Kaitlyn had asked from the bathroom. They'd taken a shower together and Kaitlyn had stayed to actually get clean instead of just play and was just now getting out.

"Charlene, she wanted us to come over. She sounded weird."

"Good weird, horny weird?"

"Just weird," Kelly replied. "So get some clothes on."

"Do I have toooo?" Kaitlyn had whined.

The trip to Charlene's house had been short as always and he and Kaitlyn had walked right up to the door and in. After being with Charlene for nearly four years he was part of the family and had his own key. He announced himself and Kaitlyn and was greeted by Charlene's mother coming out of the kitchen. She had flour all over her like she'd been baking up a storm.

"Charlene's upstairs Kelly, hello Kaitlyn," she'd said.

"Hi miss O'Hara," Kaitlyn replied with a little wave. "What's up?"

Mrs. O'Hara smiled and shrugged, "I don't know, Charlene just told me you two would be coming over."

"Thanks," Kelly said before heading upstairs. Once they were out of earshot he asked, "Was she acting weird to you?"

"Yeah," Kaitlyn replied glancing back towards the kitchen.

They'd both gone upstairs to Charlene's room and knocked once before entering.

"Are you indecent?" Kaitlyn had asked hopefully. Some days Kelly wondered if his cousin didn't like girls as much as he did.

"Come on in," Charlene had replied ignoring Kaitlyn's hopeful inquiry.

The room was the same way it always was, decorated nicely, cleaned, and immaculate. Thankfully, in Kelly's opinion, her tastes were more refined than Stacy's who's entire room was varying shades of pink, and it was a nice if slightly feminine for him. Not that he cared too much. Most of the time if he was in Charlene's room they'd be in the bed in short order.

Charlene wasn't dressed to play around though, wearing the same shorts and a t-shirt she'd worn to school that day. Her eyes were red and her make up slightly smudged which for Charlene meant she looked like a wreck. "What's the matter sweetie," Kelly had said as he took two long steps to get close to her. He took her hand and tired to pull her closer but she resisted.

"Nothing... everything...," she took Kelly's hand in both of hers and squeezed it.

"Come on, what's the matter," Kelly prodded. Her attitude was worrying him. Kaitlyn slipped closer and put an arm around her waist but then her little nose twitched and she inhaled a bit deeper.

"Kelly, I don't know how to ask you this..., I just... I don't know how to ask this. Oh my god," she sniffed as she rubbed her eyes.

"Are you pregnant?" Kelly asked suspiciously.

"I wish," she said with a sigh as Kaitlyn punched him in the arm.

"Come on, you can tell us anything," Kaitlyn assured her.

Charlene chuckled tensely. "Maybe... ugh, this was so much easier when I was thinking about it and you weren't here and... damn it I hate being like this."

"It'll be ok, we can work through whatever it is," Kelly said. "Just tell us."

Charlene sighed and her shoulders sagged, "Georgia," she called back towards her bathroom.

Charlene's twin sister Georgia was identical to her physically. They even kept their hair the same length. On more than one occasion, usually for formal things when both girls would dress up, he'd mix them up they were so similar. Most of the time he was fine though, while Charlene was a perfect southern belle her sister Georgia was more of a tomboy. Charlene kept her hair long, down, and immaculate, while her sister kept her blonde curls up in a ponytail and out of her face. Kaitlyn had once described her as a slutty Charlene, which wasn't really fair. Georgia wasn't a slut, but where Charlene might wear a cover up at the beach if she went in a shop Georgia would just strut right in wearing only her bikini.

So when she emerged from the bathroom she was just like he expected, Charlene only in a pair of tight little cotton shorts, a thin little tank top, and her hair pulled up. The same look she usually had when he came over and got him smacked for peeking. It was always the details though, like the pair of dark gray furred cat ears that poked up out of her hair, or the long gray tail that was swishing behind her. As these details sank in some of the others did as well, such as her filling out her t-shirt and shorts a bit more than before, the way she walked more on the balls of her feet, and the way her nose twitched ever so subtly.

"She thresholded," Kelly stammered.

"Thank you Captain Obvious," Georgia had replied.

"Turns out it wasn't the flu after all," Charlene added. She let go of Kelly's hands and stood beside her sister.

"I'm sor...," Kelly started to say.

"No," Georgia cut in. "No being sorry for me. I've heard that too many times in the last two days and I don't need it now. I don't want pity. I don't need pity. It happened, let’s move on ok?"

"Alright," Kelly said slowly. "Sooo?"

"So why did we ask you over?" Charlene finished.

"Yeah, that."

"My boyfriend dumped me," Georgia said.

"Dumped you?" Kaitlyn asked. "What the hell for?"

"What do you think," Georgia asked sarcastically as she reached back to pull her own tail.

"Was he gay?" Kaitlyn popped off. "I mean, look at you!"

Charlene frowned but her twin sister sighed. "He said he wasn't into bestiality."

"Asshole," Kaitlyn sneered.

"Pretty much," Georgia confirmed.

"What about your girlfriends, didn't they stand up to him, tell him to keep you?" Kaitlyn asked. If Kelly remembered right she was in her own little clique, her and four other girls were hooked up with some senior.

Georgia sighed, "They kicked me out even faster than he did. They weren't about to give him up for me."

Kaitlyn looked genuinely befuddled that Georgia's clique had turned on her. "But... two of them were juujin right?"

"Yeah, but Samantha and Becky don't have these," Georgia said rubbing her new ears. "They both look human."

The situation was starting to become a bit clearer in Kelly's head and he wasn't entirely sure how to feel about it. "So what is she gonna do about... uhh... ya know?"

Charlene swallowed once, firmly, and straightened up. "Well Kelly, that's what you're here about."

"Whoa now," Kelly said. "Last time I did this I got my ass chewed out, what about Stacy? What about you? She's your sister!"

"Last time you didn't tell your girlfriends. I'm here and I've already talked to Stacy. Kaitlyn, what about you?" Charlene asked.

"I'm good with it," the little bovine juujin said. From the glances he risked he could see her checking out Georgia and comparing her to Charlene. He should have known the little nympho would be no help. Which was an odd thought. He'd spent most of his time with Charlene getting smacked for looking at Georgia a bit too long, for hinting at a threesome with her and Charlene, and more than once for confusing them. His natural reaction was defensive even if he had to admit that Georgia was very, very nice looking.

"She's still your sister," Kelly said.

"Thanks Kelly, I didn't realize that," Charlene said as she rolled her eyes.

"Look," Georgia cut in, "my boyfriend of a year just dumped me ok, and I don't feel like trying to round another one up in the next day or two. Char is always telling me what a nice guy you are and you seem to be one to me, when you're not looking at my butt, and I'm already starting to feel the itch, bad. Come on Kelly, you've got a horny juujin asking for a screw and how many guys get to nail both halves of a set of twins?"

"What are you, gay?" Kaitlyn teased and got a venomous glare from both O'Hara girls.

Kelly had almost stated his preference for getting both halves of the pair at the same time but the look Kaitlyn got shut his smart mouth up in a hurry. "I just...," Kelly bit his lip and looked back and forth between the sisters. His hormones certainly weren't objecting to this but it still seemed like a bad idea. He couldn't exactly figure out why, beyond the obvious, but it was nagging at him.

Charlene walked up to him and took his hands in hers. "I'm ok with this," she said. "I can't just let her go pick some guy up off the street can I? Besides, she'll probably just be with us for a couple weeks and she'll meet a guy and we'll be good. What's the worst that happens? You finally get a juujin me and another pretty girl hanging around. You can't lose silly."

When she put it that way what really would be the harm. All three girls were fine with it, Georgia wanted it, and the only person putting up a fight here was him. Like Kaitlyn teased, was he gay or something? Still, something didn't feel quite right about it to him. Those reservations held up as well as butter under a blowtorch as Georgia approached and Charlene gave her a kiss on the cheek. Charlene grabbed Kaitlyn's hand and drug her out closing the door behind them and leaving Georgia and Kelly alone.

Kelly had teased Charlene about threshold for a long time. He'd always tried to keep it light and gentle but he couldn't deny that a part of him wouldn't mind at all if Charlene did threshold. After all, from his standpoint what was the drawback? Georgia herself was proof of the benefits. As gorgeous as the twins were Georgia had taken it up another notch. Fuller chest but just as pert and even more gorgeous rear end, and just a general air of, perfection of the female form that was impossible to shake. Even the ears and tails weren't a drawback. He was no furry but they were cute which added a nice air of innocence to Georgia's bombshell appearance. On top of the physical changes she'd start to crave sex, to absolutely need it the way she needed food, water, and air and maybe just as good, they'd bond to the point where he was all she wanted. There were reports, validated ones, of thresholders suddenly becoming very interested in other girls but that didn't make much difference to him. If Charlene's behavior with Stacy and Kaitlyn was any indication she was already very into girls. Though that did make him wonder about Georgia and if she was as bi as her sister.

He knew that from Charlene's side of things there wasn't nearly as much to recommend it though. No one knew how to treat juujin just yet, citizens, pets, aliens? Something to be feared or cherished? No one knew, and there were plenty of people, like Georgia's boyfriend apparently, who detested juujin and wanted nothing to do with them. Thresholding was opening the door up for all kinds of discrimination and injustice and that was before the whole bonding thing. "Darlin I love you, but I want to love you because that's what I choose not because my body decides to because we're doing it," she'd told him.

And yet, he still secretly hoped she might, and the whole reason for it was standing right in front of him. 'Lord don't let me screw up her name,' he thought to himself. The situation was likely delicate enough that calling her Charlene or vice versa would end whatever truce the girls had come to. The twins were close, very close, but Charlene had always rather jealously guarded Kelly from Georgia, and now here they were.

"So ummm, yeah," Kelly started, trying to break the silence and failing miserably.

Georgia chuckled and Kelly could hear just a slight, purring, underlying the sound. "You're a smooth talker you know that?" She walked a few steps towards her sister's bed and ran a hand over the comforter. "You don't have to convince me you know?"

"Figured I'd make the effort at least," Kelly said.

"That's kinda sweet," Georgia said, "But you don't have to seduce me remember? My sister called you over here to have sex with me."

Kelly fidgeted, "Yeah, that."

"She's ok with it," Georgia said sensing his nervousness. "You can always just pretend I'm her. I know you tease her about it, thresholding I mean."

"Come on Georgia, that wouldn't be right," he protested.

"I promise I won't yell at me if you call me Charlene."

"Not that," Kelly interjected. "It wouldn't be right to treat you like her. You deserve better."

Georgia paused, considering Kelly all over again. She sat down on her sister's bed and looked up at him in a new light. "Better than what?"

"Better than to be treated as a substitute," he said. Kelly shook his head, "Maybe I am gay standing here arguing like this."

"No," Georgia said from the bed, leaning back on it. "It's sort of nice, but let's not kid ourselves, I'm just using you. My options are either get fucked or go crazy. Since I'd rather not go crazy and try to eat my own family..."

"Got ya," Kelly said.

"If we're lucky I'll be out of you and sis' hair in a couple of weeks. In the mean time...," Georgia smiled at him as she pulled her top off. "Why don't you come over here and prove just how not gay you really are."

Despite his misgivings he'd done that, several times. He even managed to not call her Charlene, out loud, so much as once. The arrangement had been a bit awkward for the first week but by the second they'd started to become accustomed to the new standard. By the third week everyone was settling in and by the start of the fourth week it became obvious to everyone that Georgia was bonded to Kelly and not interested in the least in finding another guy. Which really should have made things better from his perspective, but like so many other things having to do with the women in his life he was wrong.

"Come on Kelly, we both knew this day would come."

"We're not graduated yet Stacy, we've got another six months to go," Kelly had complained.

"Don't make this harder than it has to be you stupid jock," she said with a smile. "It's just familiarity and you know it."

Kelly did know it, but he still didn't like it. Stacy and he were never going anywhere, that wasn't a surprise to anyone who knew them. They were good friends but that was all it had ever been. Every attempt on either of their parts to ignite some romance had failed. Didn't stop them from having sex, a lot of it, but there wasn't the romance he had with Charlene. Even knowing that he'd still let himself kid himself into thinking that she'd always be there with him, sort of. "Doesn't mean I have to like it."

"I'm not wild about it either but it's time for me to go, you've got a full house now," she'd said while holding his hand.

Kelly leaned back deeper into the loveseat they were sharing. It was the truth. Charlene, Kaitlyn, and now Georgia were with him. One human and two juujin plus Stacy. Charlene and Georgia were still at their parent's house but Kaitlyn was living with him. "We all love you Stacy."

She reached over and tweaked his nose. "But you love me as a friend, all of you do and that's how I feel about all of you too. You're my best friends and I love all of you, but not like that. I need to go find someone who I do love like that. Schools almost over and when I go to college I want to start looking."

"Well you didn't have to go to school in Florida."

"It's for the best honey," she said. "Get me out of ya'll's hair so you can take it somewhere. Charlene does love you that way and you love her too. Kaitlyn... well it might be straight out of West Virginia but she adores you like that. I bet Georgia will eventually too. You've got three girls who will be good long term, you don't need me. Especially since I'm not going to threshold any time soon."

"Doesn't mean I like it," Kelly said. "It's comfortable you know, you being around."

She nodded, "That's a good word for it. Comfortable."

"It's easy to take you out on dates, fun, no stress..."

Stacy nodded, smiling wanly at the happy memories.

"...and you can fuck like a tigress..."

She punched him in the arm laughing. "Well I just enjoy it. Besides, I'll be around for six more months. If you all really get the itch you can call me over for some fun you know." She cuddled up close and put a hand on his crotch, rubbing him through his pants, "And if little Kelly ever wants to play solo he can come over and pound my big round butt all he likes," she said with a smirk.

He never did, and they never invited her over either. It wasn't that they didn't want Stacy back, or enjoy her, it was just that everyone seemed to realize that she was moving on and so should they. Calling her up would have just been a big step backwards in all their relationships. Kelly missed her, but he didn't realize just how much he missed having someone around who wasn't his cousin or a set of twins for another month.

"I'm moving in with Kelly."

"You're what?!" Charlene had blurted out at her sister.

"I'm moving in with him," Georgia repeated. "I'm sick of not getting to sleep with Master."

"You sleep with him almost every day and don't call him that!" Charlene snapped.

"I mean sleep with him as in all night, and wake up next to him, and be there for him when he needs me."

Charlene sputtered and gaped at her sister while Kelly looked on. It was Kaitlyn and her father all over again only this time with the twins. When Georgia had first proposed the idea to him he hadn't expected this reaction from Charlene, not even a little bit.

"And you're ok with this?" Charlene asked him directly.

"Well, yeah," Kelly replied.

The look on Charlene's face was hard to pick out, hurt, betrayal, shame, resignation, Kelly didn't really know. But he was able to figure out the last one, she was royally pissed.

It was a real pity that that had only been the start.

Things hadn't been peaceful in their group for a while, since Georgia thresholded precisely. Kelly had never really been able to put his finger on it and in truth had just assumed that the addition of another girl to their group had been the source of the friction and he'd just resolved to deal with it. Then Stacy had left, but instead of better things had gotten a little worse. Again Kelly had tried to ignore it. Then Georgia moved in and it got even worse, only now he couldn't ignore it. He knew the problem, Charlene.

At first it hadn't been bad, a few snippy comments, and a few cold shoulders. He'd just passed it off on the old stand-by, PMS. Of course, she couldn't have been PMSing all the time and even suggesting it got him smacked. However it was quickly becoming clear to everyone that Charlene wasn't happy. At first they'd just tried to deal with it, not bringing up delicate subjects, dancing around potential pit falls, doing everything to keep her happy. What else could Kelly do, he loved her to death. As corny a phrase as it was she was his soul mate, his other half. He couldn't imagine life without her and didn't want to.

So for four months they just dealt with it, slowly becoming more and more testy with one another. Kelly's little refuge, his happy little world with his women was coming apart. He could barely say anything to Charlene without her becoming angry, neither could Kaitlyn, and the twins could barely stand to be in the same room with one another which made get togethers a tad awkward when Kaitlyn and Georgia both lived in his room. As Kelly's birthday party approached he began to dread it. The girls were trying to plan something he knew but every discussion they had seemed to end in a screaming fit or worse, silence. If they were planning something he had no idea what it might be, aside maybe a total nervous break down for him.

He'd been at least partially right about the break down.

His birthday party had been a bit odd; the girls had planned a get together at a baseball field and invited all his family. Eat, have fun, and maybe a family pick up game, simple and fun, just what Kelly enjoyed. He hated big formal parties and he really hated being the center of attention. Better everyone focus on the field and the food and not him. It was different than normal, but perfect. He really should have kept that opinion to himself.

"I love it," he'd told Georgia, Charlene, and Kaitlyn. He'd been resisting referring to them as 'his girls,' but it seemed to fit. "Ya'll did a great job on this," he'd said as the family sat in the bleachers eating and watching the kids of the family start to play on the field. Even Stacy was there but she was keeping her distance letting them have a moment.

"Glad you like it sweetie. We just want you to have fun," Charlene had said.

"Well, some fun here. You'd better have enough energy left for some real fun tonight," Georgia had said with a knowing grin. Kelly sincerely hoped that Charlene wasn't expected home tonight.

"That really is all you think about isn't it?" Charlene had snapped.

Georgia snorted, "With Master? Why not?"

Charlene's face had clenched up in a scowl, something Kelly had seen far too often recently. He should have known even this wouldn't be civil. "Stop calling him that!"

"Come on Georgia," Kaitlyn had said softly trying to defuse the situation.

The catgirl wasn't about to back down though. Kelly could see the fine hair of her tail and ears starting to rise up. "Why should I? Master. I like it, that's what he is, my Master. What's the matter, too uptight about it?"

Charlene bunched her nose up in a way that Kelly usually found cute, but not when it was in the middle of an argument. "You're nobody's slave!" she'd snapped. "Not even his!"

"Get over it sis, let loose and have some fun. I bet you'd get a kick out of being a sub wouldn't you. Just say it, one time."

"Fuck you," Charlene had snarled.

"Wouldn't be the first time," Georgia had answered back cryptically.

Charlene had stormed off in a huff while Georgia had stood there triumphantly, her tail swishing behind her. Kelly had turned to follow Charlene but Georgia had grabbed his arm. "Let her go. She's done nothing but be a bitch for months."

"Yeah well you haven't helped," Kaitlyn shot back.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Georgia asked.

Kaitlyn crossed her arms under her own massive sweater puppies and glared at Georgia. "You've done nothing but push her buttons for months. You know she doesn't like it when you call Kelly Master out in public."

"Not like you don't want to."

Kaitlyn had shrugged. "Of course I do, but it bothers him and it bothers Charlene so I don't do it, much. You do it on purpose to piss her off."

"No I do not!" Georgia answered indignantly.

"Yes you do," Kelly said. "Constantly and not just that. I know what its like to be with a sibling but you two have to cut it out," Kelly said. "This is getting out of control." He'd twisted free of Georgia's arm and gone looking for Charlene.

It had taken him a while but thankfully her path didn't head for the parking lot but further back into the complex. It took him a good fifteen minutes to catch up with her but he finally made it to where she'd stopped the visitor’s dugout of one of the other fields. He'd approached quickly until he heard her quiet sobbing from inside. He hated it when girls cried, especially his girls. He never knew what to do, fix it, don't fix it, talk, shut up, hold them, don't touch me, the right approach to take always seemed to be the one he didn't try. Still, he'd rather be damned for doing instead of not doing so he went in and sat down next to his distraught girlfriend, taking her hand and pulling it to his leg only for her to snatch it back. "So are you ever going to tell me what's the matter?"

"Ugh, why are you even here," Charlene said, trying to bite back the sobs.

"Well when my girlfriend goes running off like I figured it was a good idea to go see what was wrong."

"Just leave me alone," she said crossing her arms under her chest.

"No," Kelly said calmly. That he knew was a bad idea. Charlene never wanted to just be left alone to stew; she'd want him there even if only to yell at. "Tell me what's wrong. How are we supposed to fix things if we don't know what to fix?"

Charlene finally turned to look at him with pink puffy eyes. "What do you care?" She asked venomously. "Just go fuck Georgia and Kaitlyn. They're what you really want. Those little sluts wouldn't even care if you did them on the pitcher's mound at this party."

"Hey," Kelly cut in. "What's gotten into you? Kaitlyn has never been anything but nice to you. I don't know what you and Georgia were like on your own but she can't deserve to be talked about like that."

"Why not?" Charlene drawled. "She's what you want."

"What's that got to do with anything? I want you."

"Bullshit," Charlene said. "Ah seen the way you look at 'er, she's what you really want."

"I have no idea what you're talking about," Kelly said.

Charlene fixed him with a menacing glare. "She's me but ah juujin, and that's what ya want so go get 'er and leave me alone."

Kelly winced and pulled away from Charlene for a moment. He wanted to tell her she was wrong, that he didn't think like that but on a purely physical level she was correct, sort of. It was impossible to deny Georgia's appeal. She was physically identical to Charlene, only perfected. Six months ago he'd have thought there was no way to improve on Charlene but then he'd found out he was wrong, dead wrong. Georgia was Charlene turned up to eleven, and then the cat ears on top of it... Well he wasn't a furry, but a few years with Kaitlyn had taught him to appreciate the female form in any form it came in, so Georgia's ears and tail had just turned him on more rather than repulsing him like her idiot boyfriend. Still, the attraction was purely physical at first, he'd begun to appreciate Georgia more and more as a person but in the beginning it was just sex. "I don't want a body, I want you."

Charlene glared at him.

"Well I mean I want your body just not only your body. I love you."

"Then you've got a shit way of showing it Chambers," she sneered. "You haven't backed me up at all with those two."

"Backed you up? For what? The arguments?"

"Yes!" Charlene snapped. "You should be backing me up against them!"

"Why?! I thought we were all trying to make this work together, not you dictate terms to them."

"Because I was here first!" Charlene spit at him. "I'm your girlfriend Kelly, not them. Kaitlyn's your cousin and Georgia's my sister! I'm just here for you, not because I need a screw to stay sane." She got up off the bench and cradled the side of her head, wincing. "Because I'm human and they're not! If you'd just grow a damn backbone they'd do whatever you told them. They don't respect me because you don't! You just want me because you want to say you've done twins!"

"What the hell?" Kelly asked. "We've been together for years, a hell of a long time before Georgia ever showed up."

"All you want right now are those two little... sluts! And if you could do it to me you'd do it to!" Charlene ranted. She paused to grab her own head, growling as she bent over double.

Kelly was on his own feet now. He didn't know what was getting into Charlene but a lot of repressed stuff was coming out all at once. "Make you a juujin? Never."

Charlene straightened up and jammed a finger in his face. "Liar! You talked about it constantly and it only got worse after Georgia! Is that what you want, some empty headed fuck toy to call you Master? Is that what I am to you? AGGGGHHH!" She pressed her temples and grimaced in obvious pain.

"What's the matter...," he began to ask only to have Charlene straighten up and smack his offered hand away.

"At least you were honest with Stacy; you actually had me thinking you gave a shit when all you were doing was waiting for me to threshold!"

In the confines of the dugout there wasn't a lot of room to maneuver or let the enraged blonde by so Kelly stood his ground. "What are you talking about? Have you lost your mind? How many times do I have to tell you I love you before it sinks in?"

Charlene doubled over, squealing in agony as she held her stomach. She staggered and fell over on the bench, half sitting, and half laying on it. Kelly tried to get close only to have Charlene swing at him wildly and connect.

The off handed swing by the little girl caught Kelly in the side of his face and snapped his neck around hard enough to leave him seeing stars. He bounced off the chain link fence partition to the filed and fell on his ass on the steps out of the dugout.

"This is yer fucking fault!" Charlene screamed at him only moments before she doubled over and puked, hard. The acrid stench of her vomit was assailing Kelly's nostrils as she wiped her mouth with the back of his hand and glared at him through bloodshot eyes. "You brought those two around, kept me around them." She swayed a little bit on the arm holding her up. "Your fault...," she said before she swooned and collapsed on the bench.

A surge of adrenaline hit Kelly's body and he launched across the dugout to try and get to Charlene's side. When he rolled her over she blinked slowly looking up at him as if not even realizing he was there. "Charlene, are you ok?" Stupid, but a reflex.

"Yer damn fault Chambers," she mumbled weakly. "Yer fucking fault..." she murmured before collapsing.

Kelly had gone for his cell phone, first to call and ambulance, then to call the family. By the time the ambulance had pulled up there had been quite a crowd around the dug out but no one was panicking just yet, well her mother was close, as she had a strong pulse and seemed to be breathing fine. They'd taken her to the hospital with her parents in the ambulance leaving Kelly and everyone else to follow, which he did, catching up to the ambulance as it pulled into the hospital even after it had a several minute head start. Leaving Kaitlyn to park his Mustang he'd rushed in with Georgia... and waited.

The only news to make it out of the ER for the first few hours was that Charlene was doing ok and in no apparent immediate danger. Shortly after that had come the request from the hospital staff for them to get out of the ER and head for a larger waiting room at the entrance. Kelly had a big close family who'd all been at the party and they had more or less adopted Charlene as one of their own years ago so in addition to her family there had been a good twenty members of Kelly's family waiting with them. He’d decided pretty quickly to leave out the part where she was cursing his name and ranting at him right before passing out. He'd shared that with her doctor and parents but no one else. He didn't think his family needed to know that particular detail just yet.

Kaitlyn and Georgia had stayed close by as had Stacy, broken up or not she was still one of their best friends. At ten o'clock the doctor had come out to tell everyone she was doing fine, but unconscious and she was being kept for observation. That had been enough to ease most of the family's minds. Most of them had things to do in the morning so her being pronounced fine let them leave. It wasn't until one in the morning, almost nine hours after she'd come in that the doctor had announced they were transferring her to a room. She was physically fine, just unconscious and no one knew just why. If the doctor knew anything he was keeping it to himself. Stacy had kissed Kelly and give Georgia and Charlene a hug before heading home herelf now that Charlene was being transfered. Kelly had followed Charlene and her parents as they'd wheeled her out of the ER and up to one of the waiting rooms. At first the nurse on duty on the eighth floor had tried to stop the large group from following, it was past visitor's hours and there were too many of them anyways but Kelly had settled that, he just ignored her and followed on.

As they wheeled her in and began to hook up all the monitors her father had pulled him aside. "Do you know what's happening?"

"A seizure?" Kelly had replied.

"No, not a seizure." Mr. O'Hara had looked over at his daughter on the hospital bed; her normally pale but healthy looking skin was almost gray and sunken. Her glorious mane of blonde curls was dull and lifeless. She might have been physically fine but she looked very very bad. "The doctor said he has no test to run on it, but the symptoms are consistent."

"Consistent with what, what symptoms?" Kelly had asked.

"Vomiting, muscle spasms, delirium. She's been complaining about head aches and muscle aches for days," her father said. "The doctor says there's a very good chance she's thresholding."

Kelly had been caught off guard, mouth agape, too stunned to see the obvious. Her father saw it and just nodded, "We didn't see it either, didn't want to see it again. The doctor says no one knows what causes it, but statistically if one twin thresholds there's a ninety percent chance the other one will."

"Did she know?" Kelly asked.

"About the odds? She knew," he said.

"She never said anything," Kelly replied.

Mr. O'Hara nodded. "I don't think she wanted to think about it. Hoping she'd beat the odds. If it's any consolation I doubt she meant anything she said in the dugout. The doctor says she was likely delirious." Kelly nodded slowly trying to digest the information. "I suppose you'll want to stay with her?"

Kelly shook his head affirmative quickly, "Of course."

Mr. O'Hara smiled slightly at him. "This would be better at home but until they're sure its threshold they're keeping her here. She's likely to be unconscious for the next few days, you don't have to stay. "

Kelly thought back to the last six months. She hadn't been delirious for all of it. It might have all come out in a disorganized rush but she'd been sitting on everything she'd said for months. He'd find a way to prove her wrong; he loved her no matter what. "I know, but I'm going to."

"Then her mother and I are going home. Call us if she wakes up. We'll be up here tomorrow after church."

And shortly afterwards they'd gone home. Neither Kelly nor Georgia had even mentioned leaving nor had either of them mentioned staying because he was staying. They were here because of Charlene and not him. Kelly wished she'd known that. The nurse that had come in hadn't been amused by a boyfriend spending the night, much less the two juujin girlfriends as well but she hadn't tried to kick them out, only giving them stern looks and mumbled admonitions before fetching them some blankets and leaving, promising to check Charlene's vitals later.

It had turned out to be a long two day wait for Charlene to wake up. His parents had brought them all changes of clothing, which had been a real treat for his mother as she'd had to go poking through Kaitlyn and Georgia's dressers which had apparently introduced her to some of their lingerie and toys given the scandalized look on her face when she turned the girl's clothes over to them. Family and friends had wanted to make visits all the time but by the morning after her collapse it was decided it would be best if they didn't so they were limited to waiting room visits with either her parents or Kelly. No one really knew how Charlene wanted to handle this so they settled on keeping it quiet.

The wait wasn't boring though as by the morning after her collapse Georgia had discovered the start of a new pair of ears in Charlene's hair. Later that night in response to her moaned complaints they'd rolled her on her side to find the start of a little tail right above her bottom. Try as he might to not be excited by things Kelly felt at least a momentary thrill at the idea of Charlene thresholding and a desire to know what she'd be at the end of it. That was sorted out by the next morning as the tail started to grow bushy white fur and the ears kept growing and elongating.

"You've got to be shitting me," Kaitlyn had giggled. "She's gonna be a rabbit!"

Which had drawn glares from everyone else in the room, but unlike Kaitlyn's full body make over Charlene's transformation seemed to be like her sister's, contained to a new pair of ears and a tail which was sort of a relief to Kelly. Kaitlyn's skin was like perfectly supple leather, which was a little weird but not too bad. He didn't know if he was ready to share his bed with a girl who had fur all over her body. Late Monday night Georgia and Charlene's mother had taken a great deal of time and effort grooming Charlene's new appendages and getting her hair fixed properly.

It was Tuesday morning when she first showed signs of waking. Kelly was sitting in his chair with his laptop leaning back against the window while Georgia was finishing up her morning breakfast, Kaitlyn's milk, right from the tap.

"Ugh...," Charlene moaned. It wasn't until she squeaked out, "Water," that anyone paid attention. Georgia almost tossed Kaitlyn out of her lap to bolt to her sister's side while Kelly nearly dropped his computer in his rush to get to his feet. Both of them bounded to Charlene's side with a glass of ice chips as quickly as they could. Charlene grunted her thanks before taking the cup from Kelly and drinking from it, coughing with the first swig but getting it under control for the second and third.

Meanwhile Kaitlyn was getting up and coming over with a paper towel pressed over her nipple and a snappy word for Georgia, "You can't just get one of these started and not finish you know. Once they get going you either drain it or buy me a new shirt."

Charlene closed her eyes and flopped back into the bed. "What are ya'll doing here?" she moaned.

"What's it look like, waiting and worrying on you," Kaitlyn said. "Hungry?"

"Not now," Charlene said as she covered her eyes with her hand.

"Damn it," Kaitlyn muttered as she got back to stemming the flow of her breast that was now eager to give up its milk.

"We were worried about you," Kelly said as he scooted closer.

"Why," Charlene pressed.

"What do you mean why?" Kelly asked perplexed.

"With the way I bitched you out in the dug out I thought you'd be long gone now," Charlene said as she tried to get comfortable on the thin hospital pillows.

"It'll take more than that to be rid of me," Kelly replied as he reached for Charlene's hand. She didn't snatch it away and he folded it in his own. "I told you I loved you."

"Yeah, same here sis," Georgia said patting one of Charlene's legs.

"Ditto," Kaitlyn chirped, seeming to have finally gotten her gusher under control and her top back on.

"You should have talked to me, to us," Kelly said softly. "We could have done something."

"There was nothing you could do," Charlene said.

"I could have told you I loved you, no matter what."

Charlene sighed, staring up at the ceiling. "Why does it feel like something's stabbing me in the butt?"

"Oh yeah, about that," Georgia began.

Kaitlyn hustled over to collect one of the mirror's Charlene's mother had brought over and handed it to her.

"Oh god," Charlene moaned.

In Kelly's chauvinistic hormone driven opinion it wasn't that bad. She was a perfect physical copy of her sister once again with the only noticeable difference being a pair of long gray ears coming out of the crown of her head and a powder puff tail right above her bottom. To Kelly she was just about perfect, but he wasn't about to say anything like that to her, not now, not after the fight. He didn't want to seem too eager.

"You look great sis," Georgia had said as she sat on the edge of the bed. She took the mirror away and set it aside. "No horrible monster."

Which was a real concern, sort of. Threshold could result in almost any change imaginable to a girl. He'd seen pictures of girls who'd become everything from half bird half woman, to half snake women like some kind of modern day medusa. They were all gorgeous in the face it’s just that some girls came with a less than conventional packaging. Charlene's threshold was much like her sister's quite mild by most standards.

"But I'm one of you," she said with disgust and vehemence, enough that both her sister and Kaitlyn deflated a little bit. Kelly had hoped that particular attitude would have been just the delirium but he guessed not.

"Hey now," he said. "Be nice."

Charlene's only reply was to roll over and ignore them.

She hadn't spoken to anyone for the rest of the day, quiet and withdrawn even when her parents and family came in. It was enough to bother Kelly. He hadn't cared for the way she'd talked about Georgia or Kaitlyn but it was more than that. She saw something about being a juujin that she fundamentally didn't like.

"You wanna talk about it?" Kelly had asked that night as he sat on the bed beside Charlene. The doctor's had spent the day examining her and found nothing wrong. By the time they reached that conclusion though it was too late to discharge her so they were spending one more night in the hospital before going home.

"No," Charlene had said flatly.

"Well, tough," Kelly replied. On the side of the room with the windows Kaitlyn and Georgia were watching a movie on his laptop while Charlene kept her back to them. Charlene didn't say a word or even roll over towards him, ignoring him perhaps or at least hoping he'd go away. "You had a lot to say in that dugout. I wish you'd said most of it a lot sooner. I do love you Charlene, always and no matter what. I always have. I loved you before Kaitlyn or Georgia and I still love you, human or juujin. I'm sorry if I didn't tell you that enough or show it like I should have, especially recently."

"But you aren't sorry are you?" Charlene said softly.

Kelly tried not to get his hopes up. It was as many words as she'd said to him all day. "About you thresholding?"

She said nothing.

"If it upsets you this much I am."

"But not otherwise?"

His options sucked. Lie like a dog, get caught and have the worse assumed, or tell her how he felt and have the worst out there in the open. Oh well, be damned for doing. "No, not really."

"So that's all you want, give up loving me just to make me a fuck toy. Looks like you got your wish," she said despondently.

"Damn it Char, listen to me. I am not happy right now, not with you like this. How am I supposed to be happy when you're not?"

"You'll get your happy in a few days," she said flatly. "I can already feel it gnawing at me. Just looking at you or smelling you makes it worse."

"What?"

"What do you think?" Charlene spat. "I'm fucking horny. I'm in a hospital feeling like shit physically and emotionally and all I can think about is if this stupid bed is sturdy enough for two."

"I'm not going to make you do anything...,"

"And you won't have to. I'll do it all on my own."

Kelly sat down in the chair beside her bed. He had no idea what he was supposed to say. He wanted very badly to investigate every square inch of Charlene's new body. He wanted to rub her new ears, see that tail poking out of her shorts, and he really wanted to start bonding with her, but he wanted her to want it to. He wanted his happy girlfriend back not a borderline suicidal bunnygirl. "I don't know what to tell you Char."

For a long while no one said anything. Georgia and Kaitlyn didn't offer any advice, staying quiet, on the other side of the room, and out of it. Kelly almost resented their refusal to get involved until he remembered Charlene's hate laced proclamation of being 'one of them.' He doubted she wanted to talk to either of the girls right now.

When Charlene finally did speak it was quiet, soft, and despondent. "You just don't get it do you? You just don't get it. Maybe you don't want to get it."

"Get what Charlene? You've barely talked to me at all in months. How am I supposed to get it if I don't even know what 'it' is?" Kelly asked as he leaned forward to prop his elbows on his knees.

Again, the silence dragged on. "What am I supposed to do now Kelly?"

"Get better, go home, graduate," he said softly. "Same as before."

"Then what?"

"What do you mean then what?" he asked. "We go to Vegas, start school."

Charlene sighed. "I'm a juujin now Kelly. Why would I bother with school? Do you think anyone is going to take me seriously now? Go get my degree and all it will ever be is wall paper. I might not even be able to finish if the Humanists get their way."

"What?" Kelly asked incredulously. "You're smart, pretty, and hard working. You do better in school than any of us by a lot. People would be stupid not to hire you."

"If I was a person," she said as she reached up to tug on one of her ears. "I'm a rabbit now in case you didn't notice."

"So you're just giving up," Georgia asked as she got up off the couch and came to her sister's bed side. "Is that what you thought of me and Kaitlyn, animals with no future?"

Charlene rolled back over to her back and glared at her sister. "What did you ever want to do with your life, what college were you planning on? What big career was in your sights?"

Georgia bowed up, the fur on her ears and tails standing up. "Hey, just because I didn't have my life figured out when I was five doesn't mean I'm going to wait tables the rest of my life!"

Charlene rolled her eyes and huffed.

"Come on you two, neither of you mean this," Kaitlyn said as she physically got between the two sisters.

"Tell that to the quitter. Just give up and lie there and whine for all I care," Georgia said as she stomped back to the small couch and flopped on it.

"Charlene, it's not that bad," Kaitlyn said. "I got a job."

"Checking groceries at the store," Charlene sneered.

"It's something," Kaitlyn said trying to ignore the condescension in Charlene's voice. "And is it really so bad to be with Kelly? You love him right?"

Charlene said nothing.

Kaitlyn pressed onward, "You love him and you already have sex with him. Now you're just going to be horny a bit more that's all."

"Because I'm brainwashed too."

Kaitlyn frowned. "You love him now and you're not brain washed. I loved him before I transformed. Georgia thought he was decent before hand. None of us were made to think something we didn't already believe."

Charlene said nothing, but her countenance did soften a bit.

"It's not that bad, just give it a chance," Kaitlyn had admonished her.

Kelly wished it would have been as easy as a pep talk to get Charlene back to normal but it wasn't. It took months before she was able to crack a smile that wasn't forced. Even graduation hadn't gotten a smirk from her.

The summer was a bit better, Kaitlyn, Georgia, and Kelly had stayed busy enough at their jobs but Charlene didn't. At first Kelly had worried that all the time alone to brood would only worsen Charlene's mood but it didn't. At first he was confused as to why until he came home one day to find Charlene on his computer. Probably the only real high point of the first few weeks after her threshold had been that Charlene had moved in with him. His formerly spacious room was cramped with three other people living in it and the king sized bed he'd bought with his savings but they'd made it work. He'd come home early from work to find Charlene busy at work but on his computer, not her laptop. At first his balls had shriveled up wondering if she'd found his stash of juujin porn. She hadn't, it was worse. She'd found the juujin website he spent a lot of time on reading the latest news about them, blogs from juujin and their tamers, forums, updates on legislation and such, even a wiki with all the hard facts they knew about juujin. His balls practically fell off. Most of his comments on the site were positive and tasteful but many... not so much.

"Hey Char... umm... find something?"

"You spend a lot of time on this website," She'd said with no real emotion.

"Yeah... umm, I need to use my computer."

"I've got it bookmarked on mine."

'Fuck,' he thought.

"And you need a better password than 'cousin,' seriously," she'd said. "What kind of handle is Rocket anyways?"

"Old gaming tag," he said off handedly. Getting excited about it would only make things worse he figured so why not go on the offensive. Instead of hiding it, push it. "Find anything interesting?"

"You mean aside from some pointed questions on your part about potential sex positions with a girl whose half snake or how people react to finding out you're nailing your juujin relative?"

"Wow, you're thorough."

"You're a pervert, but yeah, lots interesting. If you didn't spend all your time researching if all juujin still have human pussies you might find out stuff like the politics section that I don't think you've clicked on even once."

"Ok, that was one night and I was just wondering ya know?"

Charlene shook her head then wrote something down in a pad she had before sticking her pen up in her hair and getting up. "I was done anyways." Kelly breathed a sigh of relief and took her place at the computer as Charlene headed for her desk on the other side of the room. "But really, that scorpion girl was the size of an SUV and half giant bug. Why save twenty naked pictures of her in that folder labeled 'Programming Homework'?"

As embarrassing as it might have been, and Charlene made it plenty embarrassing, Kaitlyn had really been interested in his juujin-centric porn collection, finding that site had seemed to make a big difference to Charlene. She'd brightened up as the summer went on, eventually back to her pre-Georgia self in time for the 4th of July. Sure she talked his ear off about all kinds of juujin political stuff but to Kelly the important point was that Charlene was back, happy, and most importantly, horny as all hell. Soon the four of them had settled into a happy little routine just in time to mess it all up by heading off to college.

"And remember, don't get in too much of a hurry, enjoy the ride," Kelly's father said as he closed the door of the Mustang for Kelly.

"I know Dad," he'd replied as he fumbled with his keys for the right one.

"Call us if you get into trouble," his mother admonished him as he got the right one and fired up the engine. "Take good care of the girls."

"I will Mom," he replied with a smirk.

On the other side of the car Charlene and Georgia were having the same conversations with their parents out the window and behind him his uncle was giving Kaitlyn some last minute advice. Knowing their families and that this could go on for a while Kelly buckled up and revved the engine just a bit, enough to get everyone's attention and wrap it up. With a few last cliché platitudes the families drifted to the sides of the car and with a few waves Kelly put it in gear and headed out onto the road. A few turns later their house was out of sight and the highway approaching. Pulling onto the on ramp Kelly gunned the engine and raced up it and into traffic.

"Here we go," he said with a grin. "Should be interesting."

"We hope," Kaitlyn chuckled from the back seat.

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Dramatis Persona

Kelly Chambers - 19 Years old. Born March 11th, 1991. Freshman Architecture Major at the University of Nevada, Las Vegas
Charlene O'Hara- 19 Years old. Born April 17th, 1991. Twin of Georgia. Freshman Lodging and Resort Management Major at UNLV. Thresholded at age 18 into a bunny-type juujin.
Kaitlyn Chambers - 17 Years old. Born February 15th, 1993. Thresholded at age 15 into a cow type juujin.
Georgia O'Hara - 19 Years old. Born April 17th, 1991. Twin of Charlene. Thresholded at age 18 into a cat type juujin.

Timeline:
November 2006, (15yo) Kelly meets Stacy and starts to date her.
February 2007, (15yo) Kelly meets Charlene and starts to date her.
December 2008, (17yo) Kaitlyn thresholds at 15. Chooses Kelly to look after her.
March 2009, (18 yo) Kaitlyn moves in with Kelly.
October 2009, (18yo) Georgia thresholds. Charlene convinces her parents Kelly could look after her.
November 2009, (18yo) Amicable breakup with Stacy
December 2009, (18yo) Georgia moves into Kelly's house.
March 2010, (19yo) Charlene breaks down at Kelly's birthday party and thresholds. Moves in with Kelly shortly after.
May 2010, (19yo) Kelly, Charlene, & Georgia graduate High School
August 2010, (19yo) Kelly and Charlene start classes at UNLV.

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Author's Notes (5/12/10)

1) This is my first juujin story and one of the first for the universe (genre?). It's meant to be readable without going into the primer but pay attention or just read the primer because I'm not going to keep explaining things. I'm hoping to cover a lot of ground and a lot of issues in this fic to really dabble in the many different facets of this world.
2) This is really all just set up. I could probably write an entire fic with just the couple years that are covered in this chapter but I wanted to get them out and too college where the real story is going to take place.
3) There's a bit of author indulgence here as Stacy is based off a real life person and one of my favorite people from highschool.
4) The main juujin site is located at: http://groups.yahoo.com/group/Juujin/

Email me if you want at: bsmartfanfic@yahoo.com I'll respond to your email but I don't promise you'll like it.

Thanks as always to Lighthawk who continues to subject himself to my endless stream of consciouness e-mails and rambling discussions about nothing.