know,” Lily said, putting a hand over her shoulder. “Welcome home, sister.”
CHAPTER THREE
After Sam and Lily’s confession to Emily, the three of them became inseparable together. It was refreshing to Emily, who had always tried to deny the Bear in her, to be able to go with Sam or Lily after work or on the weekends into the forests outside Fairbanks. It was hard for her at first. Transforming always meant having to disrobe and she still had a very human embarrassment about being naked. Around Lily it was okay – she seemed quite at ease being naked, even in the chilly mornings or evenings under the shade of the trees. But then, Emily reminded herself, Lily had grown up embracing the Bear in her.
And she was beautiful.
Although she was a bit more petite than Emily, Lily’s body was a flawless auburn color that ran from the top of her eyebrows all the way down to her feet, and besides that, she had an illimitable grace to her as she stripped and would give instructions on how best to align her focus when transforming or where and where not to go while in Form. Lily always seemed to take a certain joy in her tutelage and Emily routinely couldn’t stop from grinning at the naked nymph.
“What’s so funny?” Lily would ask, hugging her stomach.
“You’re just so comfortable,” Emily would reply.
“Well, let’s get you naked too!”
It was different when she was with Sam. At first, all three of them would go into the woods, a small little grove that hedged the river but was far enough away from the populated areas to give them the privacy to practice their Forms. Lily was unabashed about stripping down in front of Sam and gingerly stepped out of her panties, hanging all her articles of clothing on the down-sloping branches of a cedar. Emily was deeply jealous of Lily’s small pert breasts, which angled upwards and had large brown areolas, unlike hers, which were larger and impossible to hide.
Sam, as well, undressed without much ceremony. The first time she’d seen him naked in the moonlight Emily had felt a twinge of pleasure, something burrowing far down in her loins that she couldn’t explain away. But then, to see him fully in the nude in daylight, it was even harder to avert her eyes. She wanted to be able to analyze all of him, to give each part of him the proper attention it deserved, like he was a masterpiece painting. His biceps, the curve of his buttocks as they swam into the muscles of his legs, even the full broad lips; when they spoke her name, it was almost enough to cause her to swoon.
It was still difficult for her to unclothe in front of him though. The first time she stalled as the other two threw off their clothes. She knew they could sense her awkwardness, but the two of them simply laughed and pretended not to notice. Emily gently undid the button on her jeans and pulled them down over her tan legs. Stepping out of her panties she found herself comparing the round thin veil of pubic hair with Lily’s full and beautiful bush. When she undid her bra her breasts seemed to inhale with the freedom and hung immaculately down her chest. Her pink nipples tightened and hardened in the cold June air, and there was a kind of erotic pleasure in opening herself to the other two. But it was also a source of vulnerability to her. She had always hated her breasts. She knew that other woman would kill to have her endowment, but to her they had always been a source of shame. She was used to existing on the fringes, where no one would notice her, and her heaving breasts made that impossible.
“The first thing to remember is that you and the Bear are one,” Sam said. “Don’t try to fight it. But also remember that the Bear isn’t more important. Some people