Dear Readers, Here is a newly rewritten chapter that integrates with the core of the original Wildcat Fall. This is the continuing saga. I would appreciate any feedback. Constructive criticism is important to me as I am rewriting this story. Thanks.
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Chapter Sixteen
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Teri was busy staring at the walls in the doctor's exam room. She looked up at the nurse when the door swung open. “Teri Nelson, how are you feeling?”

Teri smiled as the nurse wheeled her computer into the room. “Well, good. Everything’s healing. I’ve got feeling in the surgical site. I haven’t had any discharge in a while. The last UTI cleared up about two weeks ago.”

“Complaints, problems?”

Uh, yeah. Since the surgery, my breasts have been tender and swollen. The same goes for my hips and butt.

“Pain? Sharp or dull? Or just achy?”

“No pain. It’s just unsettling. The doctor gave me a shot after the surgery and some cream to apply. And I guess I’m taking hormone pills. Isn’t all that estrogen?”

The nurse glanced at her computer. “Right. That’s pretty much standard operating procedure to aid in healing.”

“Do you think that the swelling means I’m having a reaction to the cream and the shot?”

“Well, the doctor is giving you a full physical today. You can ask her. In the meantime, let’s get your vitals.”

Teri watched as the nurse took her temperature, blood pressure, and oxygen saturation level. As she was packing up, she pointed. “There’s a gown behind the curtain on the chair. You can leave your socks on, but everything else goes. You’re getting a full physical today, inside and out.”

As she walked behind the curtain, she asked, “Do surgeons usually do that kind of thing?”

“No. This is a post-operative exam. I’m already scheduling you for some lab tests so she can scope your insides one more time, too. This is the last step before your discharge.”

Teri was walking back from the doctor’s office to the condo. She’d stopped at their favorite Thai restaurant for takeout. After walking a few blocks home, Teri was pleased that she was regaining her strength. “Hey,” she called out as she entered their living room. “I’ve brought dinner and putting everything in the refrigerator.”

Jenn appeared from the second bedroom. They’d bought a sleeper sofa, a comfy chair, and a desk. It was now officially her office. As she stepped into the living room, another college-aged woman followed her out.

Teri noticed her immediately. She was tall and beautiful, and had a big smile on her face. Teri noticed her frosted hair was long and braided down her back. She found it hard to look away from this woman. Her heart was pounding, and her mouth felt dry. Uh-oh, she thought, and reminded herself to stop staring.

Jenn hugged her girlfriend and kissed her on the mouth. Then she introduced her friend. “Teri, this is Cricket. She’s in my biology class and we’re working on a project together.”

Cricket was tall. Teri could look her straight in her amazing eyes, which were violet. The woman was strong-looking and filling out her T-shirt and running shorts with muscle. Athlete was the first word that popped into Teri’s mind. She stuck out her hand. “Hi, I’m Teri. It’s nice to meet you, Cricket.”

Cricket grinned. “It’s great to meet you, too. I know your music and the Wildcats are awesome. It’s cool to meet you.”

Teri was blushing and had to clear her throat to talk. “Thanks.”

After that, the three of them sat in the living room and made small talk. Teri was happy just listening because she was having heart palpitations and felt like she was twelve years old again, losing herself in Cricket’s beauty. It was all she could do to be in the same room with her. She was afraid to act like a fool and blurt out something stupid.

And then Cricket said she had to leave. She stood up and turned to Teri. “Maybe you’ll come with Jenn to our game tomorrow.”

“Sure,” said Teri, nodding as she hugged her goodbye. Cricket felt like one big muscle when they hugged. She felt rock solid. Teri couldn’t stop grinning after Jenn and the young woman walked out.

Teri was having a flashback. Cricket reminded her of Frankie, the top tech in Atlanta who worked for Gimli. She had fallen so hard for that woman that everytime she saw her, she felt like jelly inside. Back then, her reaction to Frankie scared her—she'd never been overwhelmed so quickly. It took her a while to understand how she felt. Now, it seemed to be happening all over again.

When Jenn came back in, she threw herself into Teri’s arms. “Hey, beautiful. What’d the doctor say?”

Teri had composed herself after the two women left, but she wondered what she should say. But Jenn seemed oblivious to Teri’s panic and infatuation with Cricket. She breathed a sigh of relief when she was able to move on and respond to her girlfriend. “Yeah. Well, she was pleased with my healing and told me that everything was looking good. She said that the surgical area is going to take a while before all the swelling disappears.”

“That’s really good to hear. How about the dilation?”

Uh-huh. Yeah. Still three to four times a day, but everything looks good. She did say that in another month, I can reduce that to three times a day.

“Did you ask her about your boobs and butt?”

Teri frowned and nodded. “I did. She thinks the extra blood flow to my ovaries is causing the changes. She believes that after she did all the cutting and moving everything around, my insides are now more in line with a woman’s body, and my hormonal levels are adjusting to balance everything out. So it is what it is.” She sighed and looked up at the ceiling. It just means that I’m on another ride as my body changes."

Jenn kissed hser, wrapping her arms around her neck. Looking her in the eyes, she smiled. “So my girly-girl is here to stay.” She ran her hands lovingly over Teri’s breasts. “You know I love all your curves. And I did say love.”

Teri found herself melting in Jenn’s arms and groaned slightly. “Oh, Jenn, I just feel like I’m fucked. It’s not just my body. These changes are messing with my head, too. I’m struggling to adjust. I keep feeling my boobs sway, and my hips and ass are banging into walls. It’s so weird. And I’m getting turned on over the slightest things.”

Jenn was running her hands all over Teri and leading her into their bedroom. “Uh-huh. I noticed your reaction to meeting Cricket. Your eyes got big, and you were out of breath.”

Teri panicked. “You could tell? Oh, no! Now I’m all embarrassed. Do you hate me?”

“Why? Cause you got all turned on?”

Teri was mortified. “I mean that’s not supposed to happen, right?”

Jenn wrapped her arms around her and nuzzled her neck. “Oh, baby. Like you’re the only one that gets turned on like that.”

“You do?”

Jenn was busy kissing her ears and tickling her. “Uh, sure. Cricket is hot. But I think she’s more your type than mine. Big, strong women do not turn me. That’s your fantasy to be dominated and held down.”

Teri almost started to cry, but Jenn was busy doing exactly what she was talking about. She was squeezing her and making her all hot. “It’s okay to look at Cricket and feel like that? I was upset because I had no control.”

“Silly girl. Of course it’s okay. But before you go and follow up on your feelings, we need to talk.”

Teri was starting to pant, and her mind was shutting down. All she could do was make noise as she lost control. “Stop, Jenn. Please, before my head blows off.”

Jenn giggled, slowed down, but didn’t stop. “You know what I like?”

Teri was gasping and trying to touch her girlfriend, who was staying out of reach. “What?”

“I love your body, all soft and curvy. I love the fact that I can turn you on and make you moan. Just knowing that squeezing you and holding you down turns you to jelly.”

Teri finally stopped resisting and surrendered to the rhythm Jenn was leading. She felt herself relax and let Jenn take full control. She gasped and moaned, then laughed.

Teri pointed toward the bathroom. “I need a shower after the doctor’s visit. I feel icky.”

“Yep. Internals will do that. I hate those stirrups.”

They undressed each other and enjoyed the hot water pouring down over them. Teri loved using the body wash to glide her hands all over her girlfriend’s body, but Jenn never stopped touching and kissing her favorite spots and finally pinned her against the wall.

Teri couldn’t hold back and screamed as she sucked down on Jenn’s flesh. As the water washed over her, she momentarily lost control and felt herself quiver and shake.

After drying each other off, Jenn spread moisturizer all over Teri’s body, which only increased their excitement. Teri picked up the pink bottle and squeezed some into her hands. “My turn,” she said as they both giggled and flopped onto the bed.

Jenn kissed her fiercely and squeezed her tightly. “You know I love you. You make me happier than I knew was possible.”


Gina was living out at the band house since Grace went back to work in Manhattan. Up early, Gina, Tiffany, and Lisa were out running on a walking trail through the state park that bordered their place. As they ran, Tiffany was filling them in on their new penthouse on the third floor of First Cut Productions.

“They’re installing new steel on the outside walls so we’ll have a wraparound porch outside the living room and kitchen.”

Lisa looked at her curiously. “Is there anything to look at down there at First Cut? I always thought it was all industrial. Will you have a view?”

“Yep. The builders used their lift to raise Mike and me up to take in the views. It’s pretty cool. We have an industrial city view towards downtown Allentown, but we can see the Lehigh River and the forest, too. Mike’s adding big glass dormers on all four sides.”

Gina shook her head. “Isn’t it going to be noisy living there?”

“No. I’ve been sleeping up there for weeks, and it’s okay. Mike’s buying special soundproof, tinted glass, and he’s adding electrically operated shades, too.”

Gia was doing the calculations. “Sounds expensive.”

Tiffany nodded. “Seriously. It’s gonna be. I saw some of the plans and the prices. But First Take is booming, and they’re busy. The company’s been getting a ton of publicity and business from the weekly Wildcats Vlog. Mike says that all of this expansion is a write-off because it’s inside their company building. I offered to help financially, but got turned down. So I insisted on paying for the decorator and all the interior furniture, cabinets, and anything else. That’ll easily eat up that $20,000 check we just got and lots more.”

Lisa’s eyes widened. “Wow! And you’re hiring a decorator?”

Tiffany hugged Gina. “Yeah, Gina’s sister, Isabella, has a friend who does that stuff. I’m letting her do all the work, and I pay the bills. It’s easy that way.”

As Gina was jogging along, she turned to Lisa. “Boss, are we practicing today?”

Lisa nodded and smiled. “Two o’clock. Teri’s coming back from Philly, and Zoe said she’d be around then, too.”

“Does Teri have anything new?”

“Yeah, she has a couple of pieces she’s written recently, but just lyrics. She says we can help with the music. I saw the lyrics, and they need some rocking. Her lyrics are heavy. I’ve got a copy for each of you.”

“Heavy? Is she suffering?”

“Well, you didn’t hear it from me, but since her surgery, she’s going through a self-image crisis. She’s starting to fill out, and it’s frightening her. She said it’s affecting her emotions and it’s a bigger leap than she anticipated. So, knowing that, her intense lyrics make sense.

Gina smiled. “Well, that’s what we’re here for. We can watch out for our little brownie scout and make sure the bears don’t eat her.”

Tiffany stopped. “Huh? What are you talking about!”

Lisa looked at Tiffany. “You were never in scouting?”

Tiffany shook her head. “Nah. My parents had me practicing music and working with a tutor.”

Gina looked at her carefully. “You had a tutor?”

Tiffany scowled. “Yeah. Just for a couple of years. I needed some help cause I was too hyper to pay attention.”

Gina laughed. “No! You, hyperactive? Never! You’re so calm and collected now.”

“Oh, fuck you, fatso. Sure, you were always smart, but I saw you in school. You were the toad with the big boobs. Bet all the boys wanted to suck on those hooters.”

Gina laughed. “Yeah, developing early made me the bell of the ball in middle school. But it helped me decide who I wanted touching my body.”

Lisa shook her head. “You know, if I didn’t know how much you two love each other, I’d think you’re being mean.”

Tiffany laughed at Gina. “If you really were my friend, you’d generously help me with a boob transplant. You got extra.”

That afternoon, they looked at the pages of Teri’s new work. It included a backstory and two songs, the opening scene where the two young vampires meet, and the young girl's internal struggle as she begins to hate herself for being rejected because she’s drinking human blood.

Teri grinned as she read it aloud. “This second song is so morose. It needs a serious overhaul.”

Zoe was shaking her head. “No, I see it working. But here’s what we can do. The first two sets of lyrics become the verses. Make the killing machine lines the chorus. You’re going to need a couple more verses before you close with the ‘If you aren’t there’ lines. But you need to make the lyrics just become part of the song. Make it like a Pearl Jam rocker.”

Zoe stroked her guitar and slowly walked through it.

Why do I exist?
Why am I here?

I hate who I am.
I hate what I do.

I’m a killing machine,
Leaving bodies in my path.
Traces of blood and flesh
Consuming, not producing.

I wanted to die until I met you
Now I want to live for us.

If you aren’t there,
It’s the end for me.

I’m a killing machine,
Leaving bodies in my path.
Traces of blood and flesh
Consuming, not producing.

Tiffany called out, “Here’s some more lines. Maybe verse number two.”

This is the way I was born
Can’t change who I am

Now only only chance for love
Is quickly slipping away

Teri’s eyes lit up. “That’s great. I love how both of you can feel it!”

“Hey?” Lisa waited to get her sister’s attention. “Does this whole thing have the same ending as Romeo and Juliet? Do they both die?”

Teri shook her head. “I dunno. What do you think?”

Lisa nodded. “Yep. Big ending. Crash both clans stuffy rules. Wake ‘em all up. Make the deaths count.”

Meanwhile, Zoe had strapped on her Gibson Flying Vee. She was slashing the strings and making the notes groan. Her chords were bluesy but much heavier. Tiffany started adding to the frenzy with large, powerful notes. Gina turned it into a rocker with big drums. As Lisa wailed out the lyrics on the iPad, Teri was bending single notes and making them scream.

After one run-through, Teri held up her hand. “Love this, but let's make it less a four-chord blues. How about this?” She played three chords, then switched them out, then came back.

“Yeah,” Zoe was smiling. “Punk it up!”

After following Lisa’s instructions, they ran through it a second time. When they stopped, they were all smiling. Lisa pointed to Phil in their recording booth. “Do we get to hear it?”

Phil smiled, and the Cats all listened carefully. Afterwards, everyone wanted to make their parts more dynamic.

After running through it several more times, they added a few more verses. They’d found their rhythm, and it all sounded good.

“Hey, what are you calling this?”

Teri shrugged. “Any suggestions?”

No one yelled out anything, which meant they all needed a break.

They were outside, enjoying the October sunlight through the trees. They were sitting and drinking water.

Teri stretched and immediately stopped when she realized her boobs were sticking out through her tee. Going braless used to be so easy, but now she was flashing hard nipples on top of rounded boobs.

Zoe leaned in and whispered, “Soft cotton, slightly padded, is still my fav. You forget you’re wearing it.”

Teri grabbed Zoe’s arm in panic. “Geez, Zoe. I’m freaking out. I mean, I really liked my tomboy body, but now it’s feeling too real. I knew I was aligning my body with a vagina so I could become whole, but suddenly I’m jumping up a size in bras and panties. And my waist is slimming down. It’s crazy. Even my shoe size is shrinking.”

Zoe smiled and kissed her cheek. “Yeah, I know you don’t want to hear this, but the planes of your face are softening, too. Wherever this takes you, you’re going to look more and more feminine.”

Tiffany walked over and wrapped her arms around them both. “Okay. No secrets, girlies. Since we’re talking about bobbies, I just wear a chemise, no bra, cause I’m beautiful but flat as a board. Just saying.”

Teri thought about Cricket, Jenn’s new study buddy, and how she was all muscle. She never considered looking at her chest. It was her powerful arms that impressed her. Whenever she thought about going to her game and seeing her again, she felt warmth inside. And each time, something embarrassing began to happen. She sensed herself getting moist between her legs. Just a little, but enough to feel her desire growing. She thought to herself, ‘Thank God, nobody can see this.’

Gina leaned over. “What were you just thinking about?”

Teri panicked. “Why?”

“'Cause suddenly your chest, neck, and cheeks started to flush. Were you thinking about something sexy?”

Teri was ready to run. She fanned her face. “Yes,” she whispered. “Jenn has a new schoolmate who’s all muscle and gorgeous, too. My gaydar went off big time when I met her.”

Gina smiled. “Get used to it. Lusting is so much fun. But you might want to have a talk with Jenn about an open relationship. You’ve got to be upfront right from the start. You know, Jenn might be feeling the same way about other women she meets on that big college campus.”

“Really? I’m not ready to picture Jenn sleeping with someone else.”

“Ah, ha. You can’t build walls around someone you love. Set her free. She’ll see how important you are to her. Let her get all excited over another hot bod. Trust me when I tell you that it’s all good.”

Teri was shaking her head. “I don’t know.”

Gina listened. “Well, if that’s how you feel, her friend is always going to play with your mind. I guess it’s okay to lust from afar. But what if the new friend likes you and steals a kiss? Or what if she and Jenn start kissing?”

Teri wiped her eyes. “I guess I’d flip. I’ve never been into sex, but now I’m horny all the time.”

At that point, Lisa called out to Teri, who’d been whispering with Gina. “Hey, sis. Tell us all about this other song. Spoken words, poetry, Moody Blues stuff?”

Tiffany laughed. “Hey! None of our fans has a clue about the Moody Blues! Hey, Lisa. Do you and Teri have grandparents who listened to music? Was your gran a hippie?”

Lisa yelled back. “Oh, yeah. My mom’s mom still lives up near Scranton. She was a nurse, too. She’s retired and runs cocaine up from Colombia. Total success as a drug mule. Nobody suspects her when she’s crossing the border!”

Everybody stopped and turned. Lisa laughed. “Nah, just kidding. She's a volunteer at the Senior Center.”

Teri’s eyes were wide open. “Wow, a drug mule. I don’t think I’ll ever be able to look at Gran without wondering what she’s adding to her sugar cookies.”

Tiffany laughed, “Cocaine granny! We’ve got to write a song about the two sides of your grandma. Retired senior citizen by day and partying by night!”

“Gun slinging, two-fisted, stiletto in your eye, granny! I like that!” Gina was smiling. “Yeah!” She high-fisted the air.