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sleepover sensuality	By : englishwitch2003 Category: A through F > Animorphs Views: 25694 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own the book series Animorphs, nor any of its characters. They belong to K.A. Applegate I do not make any money from this story.

Chapter List
- 1-sleepover sensuality
- 2-chapter 2
- 3-ch3
- 4-ch4
- 5-ch5
- 6-ch6
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Animorphs-
Englishwitch
Disclaimer- I have nothing to do with Animorphs, they are the property of K.A. Applegate and Scholastic.
Told from Cassie's POV
"Cassie. Rachel's on the phone" Called my mothers voice. I froze and could feel a cold sweat on my face. She leaned into the kitchen and smiled at me.
"Honey, Rachel." She waved the cordless phone at me. I panicked and waved my hand over my throat in a chopping motion.
"Tell her I'll call her back." I whispered and ran to the back door.
I yanked open the door and ran straight into Rachel, quite literally, she was standing pretty solidly and I ended up bouncing off her and falling to the floor. Rachel held a mobile in her hand and had a dry smile on her face.
"It's fine." She said into the phone. "I'll call back later." She hung up the phone and held out her hand to help me up. Automatically I took it and she yanked me to my feet, perhaps, just a little too hard.
I mentally noticed the softness of her skin, I thought that perhaps she'd started moisturising. But shook the thoughts away.
Rachel smiled and said 'hi' to my mother and turned toward the barn. I wanted to just shut the door and hide away, but Rachel wasn't going to leave me alone. We both needed to talk about this and the time of avoiding each other was past.
Two day ago Rachel and I had a sleepover and after an evening of junk food and Mel Gibson, something seemed to take over us and we ended up sleeping with each other. It had been a very pleasurable time, but in the morning we separated without so much as a goodbye. We had avoided each other since. Most people would either separate permanently or avoid each other for a week, or few months. But Rachel is more impulsive than most and now she was in my backyard and heading toward my barn.
Reluctantly I followed her. To the barn where my vet parents kept most of the animal patients and we acquire a few of our more simple morphs like raccoons, birds and horses.
In fact the horse was my first morph, Rachel had been there when I tried it out. Back then we couldn't morph clothing and it took several tries before we learnt to morph with skin tight clothing which we dubbed Morphing suits. Cycling shorts and too-small T-shirts. It was a shame I didn't know about the clothing before I tried the horse, I shredded my favourite jacket. I remembered Rachel's face when I turned back to human and was completely naked, I thought that I noticed her eyes scanned over my body and there was been a seductive smile on her face. But that could have been my current feelings making my imagination mess with my memory.
The barn smelt musty and the air was warm and close, but tolerable. The animals stirred a little when we walked in, but they quietened down soon enough. Most were used to humans after spending so long in the cages. It was near their feeding time anyway, so I started to grab the bags of feed, keeping myself busy and trying to pretend Rachel wasn't there.
"We need to talk." She said. I hummed to myself and dropped a dead mouse into the cage of a Peregrine falcon. Then I began to turn my attention to a skunk. If it wasn't for me, the poor creature would never get fed. My mother was too busy looking after the exotic animals at The Gardens, and my father was phobic of skunks since he got sprayed. I hummed to myself as I dropped the feed into a small bowl in the cage.
Rachel grabbed my arm and I froze. She turned me to face her and stared deep into my eyes. I suddenly found myself wondering why I'd been trying to avoid her and wanted to stare into her eyes for the rest of the day. I leaned in to kiss her.
Thankfully Rachel was a little more collected and shoved a finger over my lips and stopped me getting closer to her.
"I'm serious Cassie. We need to talk." I collected my thoughts and backed away from her.
"I don't see that there's anything to talk about." I said in an obviously uncomfortable voice. Rachel slapped a hand to her forehead.
"Are you kidding. Cassie we fucked each other." I literally jumped.
"sssssshhhhhhhhh." I hissed. I glanced out of the window toward the house, making sure neither of my parents were within earshot. Rachel sighed behind my back.
"Calm down, do you really think I'd say anything if I thought your parents could hear us?"
I turned to her and slowly shook my head.
"I don't know Rachel. A few days ago I wouldn't have even thought a situation like this would have come up." She wandered over and placed a hand on my face. Again I felt the softness of her skin and could faintly smell kiwi, a soap she was trying out lately. I noticed a couple of tiny twitches from her and could tell that Rachel wanted to do more than just put her hand on my cheek.
After a few minutes of us staring into each other's eyes with dopey smiles on our faces we broke apart again.
"We shouldn't." I whispered, taking a step away from her. "You're my best friend Rachel. We're straight, I like Jake, everyone knows that." I didn't know who I was trying to convince, her, or myself but I doubt either one of us really believed it.
Rachel just fell silent for a minute, I guessed she was trying to find the words for what we both knew we were feeling.
"It just feels so right." She muttered eventually. "Doesn't it?"
I wanted to say no, I wanted to say that we were destroying our friendship by doing this. But I knew that if I did say that, I would be lying. This did feel right, whatever we had felt as right as breathing.
"It does." I sighed finally in a defeated tone. Rachel smiled and I felt a little warmth in my chest.
We wandered closer together and I grabbed her hands and felt a smile spread across my own face. We began to lean closer together, it felt like it was taking an eternity for us. I tilted my head to avoid her nose and finally, our lips locked together.
It was sheer bliss, warmth spread through my body and I felt my pussy grow damp. She pushed her tongue and I opened my mouth to let her in. our tongues wrestled and I found myself moaning as Rachel pulled me closer into a hug. I reached up and cupped her breasts. I wanted to touch her. I felt like my life depended on it, I had to hold her and make love to her or I would die.
Apparently Rachel felt the same way, because she reached her hands down the back of my jeans and gently squeezed my ass.
"There has to be a reason for this." I said as I began to unbutton her top. I was surprised at how calm and focused I sounded. Like part of my mind was continuing to think normally while the rest of me was a slave to my desires. "Friends don't just fall in love overnight. There has to be a reason why we're best friends one day and fucking each other the next."
I pulled away the last button and opened her top. She was wearing a black lace bra and I could see her hard nipples through the thin material. She hadn't put on a morphing suit today, but then again, neither had I. It was like we had unconsciously planned this meeting.
"You're right. We have to find the answer." Replied Rachel, the same insane calmness was in her voice. She reached forward and opened my jeans, pushing the down to my knees, taking my panties with them and exposing my damp pussy.
"We'll have time later." I said calmly, Rachel nodded in agreement.
"Yeah, later is good."
In an insane frenzy we began to pull off our clothes. I pulled away my T-shirt and kicked away my jeans. I practically tore off my bra, but I constantly had the feeling that I wasn't stripping fast enough.
Rachel and I were naked at the same time. We took only a second to admire each others bodies before we practically leapt into each others arms. I rubbed my hands all over her back, feeling the softness of her skin and squeezing her ass. She did the same, it tickled slightly, but felt great. With every passing second I was getting more and more aroused. My cunt practically ached for attention, I had to have her.
Suddenly, out of nowhere, an idea popped into my head. Maybe it had something to do with being in a barn full of animals, or maybe it was a perversion I was just previously unaware of. But I liked the idea and had a strange feeling that Rachel would like it too.
My slow change in size first alerted Rachel that something was happening. She stepped back and stared as I began to shoot up. My muscles grew in size and my entire frame became broader. At two metres I came my growth finished, but my transformation had only just begun.
I could have just stopped the morph there, I was two metres tall and looked like a steroid filled weight lifter. Everything in my body was in the proper proportions, which meant my pussy was now large enough to take Rachel's arm if she shoved it up there (boy I was tempted to let her), my tits were the size of soccer balls, and any of my fingers would make an excellent dildo substitute. But I had better things in mind, so I continued to concentrate and continue transforming.
"Morphing? I didn't think you'd be into something like that. Cassie, you dark horse." I shook my head as my neck began to elongate and grow green scales.
"Not a horse Rachel. Something much better." I had to stop as my mouth reshaped itself into a nasty looking beak and I could no longer form words. My face was being pushed out to form a hard beak, blade-like horns grew out of the top of my head. A tail shot out of my spine and my hands became clawed. My entire body became covered in tough reptilian scales. The morph ended with the emergence of powerful wrist, ankles, knees and elbows. Blades, which are normally used, for stripping bark off trees.
I had become a Hork-Bajir. Normally the foot soldiers of the yeerks, their blades making perfect weapons. But a true Hork-Bajir is a gentle bark-eating race with an average intelligence of a small child.
Rachel backed away, a little surprised by my choice of form. But her eyes strayed downward as my horniness began to cause a reaction to the alien body. A pouch in the Hork-Bajir body opened and a lump of flesh began to grow out of it. The alien dick rose upwards, six inches, an average human male length, but it kept going. Eight inches, a gifted man and some species of animals, but still it kept going. Rachel stared in wonder at the Hork-Bajir cock swelled past ten inches, then twelve and finally fifteen.
Even I was surprised by the length of the alien dick. I had thought that a Hork-Bajir had been well gifted, reptiles are large in proportion to their bodies and a two metre tall reptile would be unbelievably large. But fifteen inches was larger than most species of horse. It took both Rachel and myself by surprise.
The cock was a long and girthy tower of pink flesh. Dark purple veins throbbed all over it and even the cool air of the barn was sending tingles of pleasure through my new body, the nerves must've been very sensitive.
Rachel's jaw dropped when she saw the size of my dick, but eventually smiled widely.
"I never imagined you could be this perverse. I like it." She reached out and wrapped one shaking hand gently over the flesh. I almost fell to my knees as a lightning bolt shot through my body.
(Dear god, that felt great, do it again.) I called to her in thought speak. The telepathic communication that we used to speak to each other while in morph.
Rachel complied and slowly began to rub up and down my shaft. My mighty body weakened again and I fell to the floor. I began to realise that Hork-Bajir probably mated lying down.
Rachel stood over me and grasped my massive member gently. Positioning it over her slit. My nose was so good I could smell the hormones dripping from her cunt, and they only served to drive my Hork-Bajir body into a deeper lust.
(Cassie? Are you home?) it was Tobias's thought speak.
I leapt to my feet, almost slicing Rachel in two with my head blades. I began to concentrate and morph back to human.
"What is it?" Asked Rachel, noticing my panic. Obviously Tobias had sent the thought speak message just to me, which meant Rachel, or my family hadn't heard it.
(Tobias is coming.) I yelled to her.
She practically flew to the other side of the barn and began to pull on her clothes. I was only halfway back to human, I knew we weren't going to make it in time.
A rustling of feathers in the loft above my head confirmed my fears. Don't you just hate it when your right about the wrong things?
To be continued.
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